better. And then it is high time you boys were getting some new ideas beyond your daily doses of arithmetic and geography. You can take any subject you wish, from the moon to potato bugs, or Napoleon Bonaparte, provided you take one about which we can really learn something. We shall work an hour, and play an hour, and enjoy each better for having the other.” And Bess paused amid a hum of admiration from her followers.
“What shall we call the club?” asked Rob.
“Genuine Grubbers,” said Phil, in whose mind the thought of study was still rankling.
“The Brotherhood of Frederick the Great,” was Bert’s pertinent suggestion.
“Queen Bess and her Jolly Lads would be good,” remarked Teddy. “Q. B. J. L. for short, you know, and none of the other fellows would know what it meant.”
“It strikes me,” Sam interposed, “we’d ought to let Fred have something to say about it.”
“I agree with you, Sam,” rejoined Bess. “Come home with me now, all of you, and we will plan for the name, first subject, and so on,
