And Davie gave them a specimen of the remarks that had been made and the manner of them, that made even his grandfather smile. There had been a great deal of inconsequent talking, as is usual on such occasions, and the chances were that the meeting would have come to an end without having definitely settled a single point which they had met for the purpose of settling, if it had not happened that Clifton Holt—at home for his vacation, he said—strayed into the school-house toward the end.
“And it must be acknowledged that Clif has a head,” said Davie discontentedly. “He is a conceited fellow but he is smart. In ten minutes they had decided on the place, the grove above Varney’s place, and had appointed committees for all manner of things. And he made them all believe that the meeting had settled the whole and not himself. You should have heard John McNider ‘moving,’ and Sam Green ‘seconding,’ and Jim Scott ‘suggesting,’ and every one of them believing that he was doing it out of his own head. It is a good thing that Clif thinks Gershom too small a place for him. He’d play the old squire in a new way. He’s got more gumption in his little finger than Jacob has in his whole body;” and remembering that his grandfather was present, he paused, and then added: “He’ll make a spoon or spoil a horn, will Clif. And, grannie, I’m hungry.”
“Well, there is milk and bread in the pantry. Bring it to your brother, Katie, as he’s tired. And we’ll hope, Davie lad, that the spoon will be made and the horn no’ spoiled. You’re over ready with your judgments, I doubt.”
When Katie brought the bread and milk she ventured to ask some further particulars as to arrangements.
“Oh, you’ll hear all about it. You are on two or three committees at least. No, I don’t remember what they are. Setting tables, I think. You’ll hear all about it, and if you don’t, then all the better,” said Davie shortly.
“And what have they given you to do? Surely they didna neglect the general interest so far as to overlook you.”
For when Davie took that line with Katie, grannie considered that he needed to be put down a bit. Davie laughed. He understood it quite well.
“No, grannie dear, I’m on two or three of their committees as well as Katie—and so is half the town for that matter. And they think they are doing it for ‘the cause,’” added Davie, laughing. “Grannie, I would give something if I could write down every word just as it was spoken. I never read anything half so ridiculous in a book.”
“My lad, things are just as folk look at them. I daresay your friends Ben, and Sam and Jim Scott saw nothing ridiculous about it till you made them see it. And the master was there, and John McNider—”
“But the master didna bide long; and as for John—if you give him a chance to make a speech, that is all he needs—”