follows:

"Mr. Chairman and boys. You all know what has brought us together. We
want to start a club for playing baseball, like the big clubs they have
in Brooklyn and New York."

"How shall we do it?" asked Henry Scott.

"We must first appoint a captain of the club, who will have power to
assign the members to their different positions. Of course you will want
one that understands about these matters."

"He means himself," whispered Henry Scott, to his next neighbor; and
here he was right.

"Is that all?" asked Sam Pomeroy.

"No; as there will be some expenses, there must be a treasurer to
receive and take care of the funds, and we shall need a secretary to
keep the records of the club, and write and answer challenges."

"Boys," said the chairman, "you have heard Tom Pinkerton's remarks.
Those who are in favor of organizing a club on this plan will please
signify it in the usual way."

All the boys raised their hands, and it was declared a vote.

"You will bring in your votes for captain," said the chairman.

Tom Pinkerton drew a little apart with a conscious look, as he supposed,