Little Paul looked very sad as he entered Butterfly Hall. With a faint smile he received the greetings of his friends.
"All aboard!" shouted Tony, as he rose front his chair. "You haven't got your uniform on, Paul."
"I can't go with you, Tony," replied Little Paul, in a gloomy tone.
"Not go with us! Why not? What is the matter?"
"I must leave the club too," he added, in a husky voice.
"Leave the club!"
"We are going to move Down East."
"That's too bad!"
All the boys gathered round Little Paul, and there was a troubled look upon their countenances.
"We cannot stay here any longer," continued the poor boy, as he dashed a tear from his eye.