"Here is John; let's get a suggestion from him."
He heard the merry laughter, and as he approached wonderingly inquired about the cause of the hilarity. George said: "We have been holding a convention to find a name for the town. We have decided to leave it to you."
"Name of the town? Let me see. I suppose you want a stunning name? Something that will make people sit up and take notice. Eh? Well, if it turns out all right it doesn't need a name, and if it is a failure everybody will be calling it names."
The boys laughed at this first attempt that John[p. 127] had ever essayed to treat a subject in a jesting way, but he continued: "If this convention hasn't enough wit about it to select a name I don't think you ought to get an outsider to make a suggestion. But seriously, Unity would be a good name; and so Hustletown."
"Unity is just the thing," suggested George. There was not a dissenting voice.
"Now that we have the name, I suppose we shall have to christen it to make it hold," remarked George.
"Considering the trials and tribulations we have gone through to put this town on the map it doesn't need any christening. If we work as hard to make it a success as we did to get it started we needn't be ashamed of it," said Harry.
"Probably, the same principle will apply in this case as the sentence uttered by the Hindoo priests at the christening of an infant."
"What is that?"
"Thou hast come into the world with all around thee smiling; so live that when thou departest thou mayest smile while all around thee weep."