Rebecca, being an executive person, had carried, besides her hymn
book, a silver call-bell and pencil and paper. An animated
discussion regarding one of two names for the society, The Junior
Heralds or The Daughters of Zion, had resulted in a unanimous
vote for the latter, and Rebecca had been elected president at an
early stage of the meeting. She had modestly suggested that Alice
Robinson, as the granddaughter of a missionary to China, would be
much more eligible.

"No," said Alice, with entire good nature, "whoever is ELECTED
president, you WILL be, Rebecca--you're that kind--so you might
as well have the honor; I'd just as lieves be secretary, anyway."

"If you should want me to be treasurer, I could be, as well as
not," said Persis Watson suggestively; "for you know my father
keeps china banks at his store--ones that will hold as much as
two dollars if you will let them. I think he'd give us one if I
happen to be treasurer."

The three principal officers were thus elected at one fell swoop
and with an entire absence of that red tape which commonly
renders organization so tiresome, Candace Milliken suggesting
that perhaps she'd better be vice-president, as Emma Jane Perkins
was always so bashful.

"We ought to have more members," she reminded the other girls,
"but if we had invited them the first day they'd have all wanted
to be officers, especially Minnie Smellie, so it's just as well
not to ask them till another time. Is Thirza Meserve too little
to join?"