“Oh, isn’t that fine!” cried several voices.
“Just our man, isn’t he?” laughed Ned, pleased as could be.
“If I had a head like that I could invent machines, too,” grumbled Don, feeling of his round little head in disgust.
While the others laughed at the remark, Meredith turned to the other parcel which Jinks held on the floor. The twine was soon cut and the papers taken off to reveal the strong features of Abraham Lincoln.
“Ho, that’s best yet!” cried the boys who felt a deep admiration for the man whose picture stood before them.
Mr. Talmage and Mrs. Catlin came in during the exhibition of pictures, and the former said, “Just what you needed to complete the office appearance.”
“Yes, indeed, Uncle Ben, and we thank you heaps and heaps!” exclaimed Ned, carrying his picture into the office.
Jinks followed and Don started to drag away the box that stood in the midst of the circle of children.
“Better see if there are any more!” called Uncle Ben, warningly.
Don dropped upon his knees and sought in the excelsior.