Part 15 (2/2)

”I _never_ can!” sighed Edna, despairingly.

”But you can try,” insisted Cricket. ”It's so easy.” And at last, Edna, with a groan, promised she would at least try.

For the next few days, the three girls were never seen without the accompaniment of blank books and pencils. The blank books were Cricket's idea. She said that they could carry around blank books with them, and write whenever they thought of anything to say. So they tied pencils around their necks, by long ribbons, and scribbled industriously in corners. Edna groaned, and protested, and chewed up her pencil, but Cricket was inexorable, and gave her no peace, till she made a beginning.

Suddenly Cricket discovered that they were not properly organized yet.

”Let's have a meeting at two o'clock this afternoon, and choose a president, and secretary, and treasurer, and an editor, to print the paper when it is done. We must make up our rules and by-laws, too. Oh, we must have a regular business meeting,” with an air of much importance.

”Let's have it now, for we're all here,” proposed Edna.

”No, indeed, that would not do at all,” said Cricket, decidedly, quite disgusted with this suggestion. ”We must call the meeting first, just as grown-up people do.” For Cricket, with all her harum-scarum ways, had a strong liking for organization.

”You're a fuss,” said Edna, laughing, but yielding the point.

So at two o'clock, the three girls duly and solemnly convened behind the rocks, where they were completely screened from observation, both from the house, and from any one pa.s.sing along the beach. All felt the importance of the occasion, and had preternaturally grave faces.

”What do we do first?” asked Edna, uncertainly.

”I know,” said Cricket, quickly. ”We nominate some one for president, and somebody seconds the motive. Papa has often told us about it, and once I went with mamma to a club of hers. I'll nominate Eunice for president, and you must second the motive, Edna, and then we'll vote.”

”There'll be n.o.body to vote, but me, then,” objected Eunice. ”Shall I vote for myself?”

”Might as well. You'll have to be president anyway, because you're the oldest, and it's more appropriate. Or let's do this: You say, 'All in favour say, aye. Contrary-minded, no,' and then we'll all vote. That's the way they did in mamma's meeting, only, of course, there were more to vote. Now, I nominate Eunice Ward as president of the Echo Club.”

”I second the motive,” said Edna, promptly, trying not to laugh.

”All in favour of my being president, say aye,” said Eunice, in her turn.

A very vigorous aye from the two others followed.

”Contrary-minded, say no.”

There being n.o.body to say no, it was considered a unanimous election, and Cricket so declared it, with a slight variation.

”Eunice is a _unaminous_ president,” she announced.

”What is a _unaminous_ president,” asked Edna.

”I don't know. It's something they always say. Now we must choose a secretary and treasurer.”

”What do they do?”

”Why, the secretary writes things,” said Cricket, vaguely.

”All the stories?” said Edna, brightening. ”I nominate Cricket for secretary.”

”Of course not. We each write our own stories. I mean letters and things. Don't you know, Eunice, that Marjorie was secretary to her club last winter, and what a lot of writing she had to do?”

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