The boys showed Billy the official handclasp and how to make the Cub sign with the two first fingers of the right hand.
“You’re a full fledged Bobcat now!” Brad told him when the ceremony had been completed. “Work hard and you’ll soon be a Wolf.”
“And after that a Bear and a Lion!” laughed Ross Langdon. “It’s hard going though.”
Colonel Brekenridge, who had witnessed the ceremony, asked his nurse to wheel him to the group.
Congratulating his grandson upon his entry into the Cub organization, he then cordially invited the boys to come to his estate whenever they felt the urge.
“I don’t expect to be living there long though,” he added. “The place has been none too satisfactory.”
This information rather dashed the expectation of the Cubs.
“You’re not moving away from Webster City, Colonel Brekenridge?” Dan questioned. “We’d hate to lose Billy right after taking him into the Den.”
“Oh, no,” the colonel reassured the boys. “I expect to make my home here. I have bought a place of my own.”
“In this section of the city, I hope,” Brad said politely.