As the rest of the family rose to leave the table, Uncle Ben said in an aside to Mr. Talmage, “I believe that this farm idea will require a regular organization to take proper charge of its affairs. Just a few ladies and children cannot handle so important a task.”
“I think you are right, Ben,” said Mr. Talmage.
Ned was waiting for his uncle as he came down the hall, and catching hold of his hand, dragged him into his sanctum where the Chirp was printed each week.
Uncle Ben sat down in the one arm-chair and waited while Ned locked the door and pulled down every window shade.
“This is a great secret, you know,” explained Ned.
CHAPTER IV
THE BOBOLINK BOYS FOUNDED
“Now, Uncle Ben, we can make ourselves at home,” said Ned, as he sat upon a box in front of his uncle.