The older boys who understood his attitude and its cause, laughed, but Meredith explained more fully.
“Just for the sake of having fine times and getting something going for the boys so the girls won’t run the whole town. If we start a movement called Bobolinks we can demand help from the grown-ups just as the girls have done. We can manage to do something as big as the Blue Birds ever did, besides having our outings and games at a club-room.”
“That sounds fine,” ventured Tuck.
“Fine! Why, there’s my hand on it, Mete!” declared Don, as he thrust a grimy little hand under his brother’s nose.
Ned and Jinks laughed as Meredith looked doubtfully at Don’s hand before accepting it as a pledge.
“What’ll we do first?” asked Don, eager to begin.
“Tuck and you must ask as many nice boys as you know if they would like to join a club, and tell them what for,” replied Ned.
“How many can we ask?” questioned Tuck.
“Oh, about thirty, I guess. I can take charge of one Nest, Jinks of another, and Mete of another,” said Ned.
“All right, we’re in for it,” cried Don.