"And I don't know as I blame you, Bob, though of course it was very
wrong to put glue on the reverend gentleman's chair."

Bob felt he must tell the news of his prospective voyage to his
chums. Leaving his mother to sort out his clothes, he went out in
the street. It was Saturday and there was no school. In fact, the
term would close in another week, so Bob would miss little
instruction by taking the cruise.

The first lad Bob met was Ted Neefus. His chum hurried up to him
and Inquired:

"Did he hurt you very much?"

"Who?"

"Your father."

"My father? What do you mean?"

"Didn't he give you a good walloping for that joke?"

"No. Not a bit of it. I'm going on a sea voyage with Captain
Spark."

"Honest?"

"Cross my heart," and Bob went through a rapid motion with his hands
somewhere over the region of his stomach.