"Well, as to that, of course I should serve if chosen. I want to do just what the fellows want to have me do."
"They don't want you to be coxswain if you don't wish to be, because there are enough of them who do desire the office."
"Well, I don't exactly want it, but——"
Charles suddenly paused.
"But what, Charley?"
"I want the club should have the best officer we can get."
Fred laughed heartily.
"I want the office, Charley; I should like it first-rate," continued he; "but I don't expect to get it, and am perfectly willing to abide the decision of the club. Majority rules."
"Order," said Frank, rapping on the table.
The boys all took their chairs; and Frank stated the business of the meeting, which was to elect a coxswain for the next two weeks.