“That’s all right then; we boys will meet you in the big empty carriage house this afternoon at three-thirty,” nodded Ned.
“I’ll be there!” laughed Uncle Ben, as Ned ran off.
The big room in the carriage house had not been used since the garage had been built.
Ned and Ike found some chairs in the store-room, and Simon provided several empty boxes. Long planks were placed across the boxes, making very good benches for the boys to sit upon. A large packing case stood a few feet in front of the benches to be used as the speaker’s stand.
At three-thirty every boy who had expressed a desire to join the Bobolinks was there with expectant looks. Uncle Ben soon arrived and took a seat by the large box. He spread his papers out in front of him in a very business-like way.
“Boys, I will go straight to the business under consideration this afternoon,” said Uncle Ben, standing up the better to impress his audience.
“I think the first thing to do is to appoint a secretary.”
Ned was selected, so he sat down behind the packing case to jot down his notes.
“Have you boys formed any kind of an organization?” asked Uncle Ben, turning to Ned.
“No, sir, not yet,” replied Ned.