[A meeting of the Ferry Hill School Improvement Society]
“And if we started those, Harry could join,” laughed Dick.
“I should think you might let me join the track team,” said Harry. “I can run as fast as anything, Dick!”
“As secretary of the F. H. I. S.,” replied Dick, “you will have no time for trivial affairs, Harry. You’ve let yourself in for a lot of hard work, if you only knew it. Now, I propose—”
“I propose,” exclaimed Chub, jumping up, “that I go to my recitation. When’s the next meeting?”
“The secretary will issue a call for it,” answered Dick.
“Seems to me,” suggested Roy, “that the name ought to be the Ferry Hill School Improvement Society; people might think we were trying to improve the Hill.”
“Settle it to suit yourselves,” cried Chub, making a dash for the door. “I’m off.”