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PETER’S IDEA CLUB.
BY F. B. 6TAXFOBD.
The Idea Club was talked about a
good deal in Gullyville a half-dozen
years ago. It was named after young
Peter Gimp, because he was the boy
who suggested it. Peter was always
thinking of something that no one else
would think. But he explained that
the notion about the club got into his
head when he heard Rex Ambler and
Chatto Roberts, a couple of the high
school boys, confess that they did not
know how to amuse themselves one
languid holiday.
“Let's start a club to invent ideas,”
said Feter, impulsively.
“Let’s,” chimed in Booker Hayes.
“All right,” Rex aad Chatto cho
rused. Aud the thing was done then
and there, cn the baseball ground, in
front of the school house.
‘*You see,” Peter went on, with in
creasing enthusiasm, “if we can keep
a lot of ideas on hand there’ll be no
time wasted every Saturday trying to
find out the best way to spend the
day.”
From this trivial beginning the club
grew and multiplied. In less than a
week Ben Alden and Ralph Jessop,
two other wide-awake boys, joined the
four members mentioned. Ben said
they ought to collect ideas about
everything. After they had tried the
exj eriment a couple of months, the
editor of the Gullyville Gazette heard
of them, and printed an account of
one of their meetings. Then every
boy in the town wanted to squeeze
into the club. It was good old Colo
nel Bradshaw, however, who gave the
club tho strongest lift, and, as it was
said, put it on its four legs. He of
fered to give the club a colt, broken
to harness, for an idea that would
help him out of a tight place he found
himself in one day the following sum
mer. But it will be going ahead too
fast to tell about that first.
“What puzzles me,” Brooker Hayes
complained, just when everything ap
peared prosperous, “is how to invent
ideas. It isn’t as easy as I thought it
was.”
“Peter does it easier than any of
us,” declared Rex Ambler.
“That’s because it comes natural to
him, like swimming,” put in Ralph
Jessop.
“You fellows can all get ideas as
well as I can, if you go to work the
right way,” Peter answered carelessly.
And from that day on the club
made use of a system for inventing
and collecting ideas. The system it
self was Peter’s idea.
“We’ll post a notice on the bulletin
board at the school house door of
what we want ideas about,” be sug
gested. “Then every fellow can have
a week to think it over, and write hie
idea on a slip of paper, which he may
drop in a letter-box we’ll have nailed
up in the hall.”
“That doesn’t help him very much
to get the idea, though,” Booker ob
jected. “Where’s he going to get the
idea to put in the box? That is what
I want to know.”
“I'll tell you another thing,” Ben
Alden made haste to get in. “Get
ting ideas is like working out a hard
problem in algebra. You must buckle
right down, and not think of anything
else except the problem. It we take
whatever ideas there may be in the
box at the end of every week, and
write them out on the blackboard at
our meeting, they will help every one
to think of something good, bad, or
indifferent.”
“That’s so,” Cbatto Roberts shout
ed. Cbatto always echoed Ben.
“No one need Bign his name to his
idea unless he wants to do so,” Rex
Ambler added.
This last suggestion proved an im
portant one ; and, when it was agreed
to, the diffident and modest members
concluded they might try their skill
without exciting a laugh. Perhaps it
was the one suggestion which saved
the club.
On the following day something
happened in Gullyville. The steeple
of the Union meeting house fell down,
and the catastrophe set everybody
talking. Peter saw the Idea Club’s
opportunity. He posted a bulletin
requesting ideas for improvements in
repairing the meeting house. It was
those suggestions that the editor of
the Gazette published. The town
then began to realize what sort of
boys it owned. And, naturally, when
it came to pass tbat Colonel Bradshaw
wanted a practical suggestion, he
sent word to the club.
“Now we have got the biggest
chance we have ever had,” said Peter,
visiblv excited. “The Colonel wants
to know how he can keep the scholars
of the Sunday-school from leaving his
gi-ound-* in a bad state when he gives
the annual picnic.
“That’s an easy one,” Rex called
out. “He can make rules and regu
lations which we can enforce.”
• “No,” Ben explained; “the Colonel
won’t have any rules and regulations
to stare every one in the face. They
would spoil the fun. He wants a sug
gestion that will make everybydy take
care independently, and not forget,
either."
“Then he wants more than average
human nature is equal to,” said Book
er, the philosopher of the club.
All the leading members of the
club met on the common after dark,
and, seated around the soldiers’ mon
ument, proceeded to discuss the affair.
The Colonel always gave a picnic to
the school, every midsummer, in the
grounds of his beautiful home, two
miles up the Idleglen River from
Gullyville. The school went and re
turned on the Colonel’s steam-launch.
What he desired to avoid in the
future was the careless flinging around
of the paper bags, which were always
distributed with the lunche3. Some
times it occupied his gardener a whole
day cleaning after the picnic. So he
offered a colt to the club to provide
him with just the right idea about
those tags, and how to get rid of the
annoyance.
“Of course,” said Peter, “the first
suggestion anybody would offer is to
serve the lunch without putting it in
bags. But the Colonel likes his own
way best. He’ll stick to it, bother
or not.”
“Well, it seems as though we
might think of something,” Ben re
flected aloud. “We have struggled
with harder problems than that, and
didn’t get a colt for solving them,
either.”
“That is what I think.” added
Chatto. “The Colonel has given us
an easy one, to encourege the club.”
“Look here,” said Booker, solemn
ly ; “just you all bear in mind that
we’ve got to hit on some idea which
will make everybody thoughtful and
careful. If that’s an easy one, I don’t
appreciate the task.”
“Booker is talking sense,” said
Rex. “It always takes something
more than the average sign-board with
white letters to keep one from forget
ting not to walk on the grass here in
the common.”
“Left get right down to business,
then, and thick of something,” Peter
remarked.
“Lot every fellow ask himself,”
Booker suggested, “what inducement
the Colonel might offer to keep him
mindful not to chuck away the paper
bag after eating his lunch.”
“And to keep all the girls mindful,
too,” added Ralph.
“Yes, yes, that’s the way to hit on
the idea, ” Peter called out quiokly.
“Booker knows bow to think for what
he wants.”
Then every one in the group began
to think, and each aud all were as
mum as the bronze soldier with a gun
observing them in the moonlight.
But the idea struggled for does not
always come out of its hiding-place
at the first bidding. Everything that
was suggested during the next hour
was instantly rejected by the voice of
the majority.
“Ob, I am tired of the whole busi
ness !” Cbatto announced at last, jump
ing up. “It is like trying to square
the circle. Let’s all go and have a
ljok at the colt the moment school is
done tc-morrow!”
“That is a good idea,” replied Ben.
“What’s the vote?”
The vote was affirmative. And the
thinking together was put off until
the following afternoon, when they
all assembled at the gate of the
Colonel’s pasture, where the roan colt
loitered, to view and re-view them with
the appearance of surprise.
“He is worth a good many first
clsss ideas, I reckon,” Peter declared.
“We can make all sorts of uee of
him, if we can only get him,” said
Rex. “Every fellow in the club will
be one of his owners.”
“There are only four days more
left before the picnic,” Booker re
minded them “The Colonel must
hare the idea, at the latest, the night
before.”
All the way along the two miles
back to the village, the boys continued
to suggest one idea after another. As
none was approved, however, the cat
alogue is scarcely worth mentioning.
“We don’t want to submit any fool
ish ideas to the Colonel,” said Peter,
when two or three boys showed signs
of discouragement. “Silly sug
gestions offered to him would, of
course, destroy the good opinion he
has of us.”
“No; unless weean suggest a good,
practical idea, we better not offer any,”
Ben agreed.
“But if every ono of us keeps the
thing in mind,” Peter continusd,
“somebody will pump out a notion
before the time is up.”
“I’ve a curiosity to know who will
do it,” remarked Ralph.
“And I shall be curious to know
what the idea is that takes the colt,”
sai l Cbatto.
It was Peter’s caution about foolish
ideas that made Booker hesitate to
mention one that occurred to him the
very last day before the time for sug
gestions expired. It was such a sim-
pie notion ; it bad come to him when
he was not thinking about anything
in particular, and he -was in doubt
about it until dark. Then he deter
mined to go to the Colonel alone, and
tell it to him on his own responsibility,
without making the club's reputation
bear the burden. If it proved the
right idea, the club could reap the
reward fill the same.
“Well, well,” said the Colonel, ad
justing his eye glass so that Booker’s
small, bony figure was focused ; “per
haps that's the best idea anybody
could have suggested. I wonder I
did not think of it myself. That is
what every one says, though, when
the thing is made plain, isn’t it?”
Booker was confused by his success.
He said nothing. He only turned red
“We will have to try it, though,”
the Colonel went on, “and find out
whether the notion proves effective.”
“I’d rather not have any one know
about it, if it fails,” Booker declared,
with a show of embarrassment. “I
wish you would not mention it, Colo
net”
“Certainly not,” said the Colonel
quickly, “certainly not. You have
confided your idea to me to test, if I
choose. Is that not it ?”
“Yes,” Booker answered.
Then the interview terminated.
When the sun rose the next morn
ing, on a clear day, it might have
been discovered that Booker Hayes
was very wide-awake. He had lain
awake much of the night. Before the
sun set, the club would know whether
or not the colt was one of its posses
sions. Booker hurried to the wharf,
when tho steam launch had its first
load of passengers already aboard,
with the thought foremost among his
reflections.
“Look here, Booker,” Peter said
the first thing, drawing him aside.
“I thought I wouldn’t say anything
about it to any one, but I want to
tell you.”
“What is it?” Booker asked, out of
breath. “I won’t tell a soul.”
Peter then confided to him that he
had been to the Colonel the previous
day and submitted an idea which he
hoped would get the club the colt.
Booker immediately cleared his con
science of duplicity by admitting that
he had done likewise. Before the
steam-launch was half way up the
river to the Colonel's place, Ben and
Rex also revealed that the Colonel had
their ideas under consideration. But
no one of the four told what his idea
was.
At twenty minutes after twelve
o’clock the luncheon was distributed
in paper bags as formerly. Nobody
in the Sunday-school company, except
the Idea Club, knew anything about
the Colonel’s project. That was part
of the arrangement. So it was with
some surprise when Peter discovered,
coming asHbre half-famished from a
row in the river, that every boy and
girl, big or little, was showing excep
tional eagerness to get one of the bags.
“If you don’t save your lunch bag,”
one of the small girls explained to him
hastily, “you’ll have to walk home.”
The moment Peter got a bag, and
glanced at it he found out Booker’s
idea. Printed in red letters across
the bag was this notice: “Only those
who save this bag and present it at
the gangway o! the launch will be en
titled to a return passage.”
After the luncheon had been eaten,
there was not a bag to be found any
where, high or low.
“That’s the result of a practical
idea,” the Colonel remarked, his face
beaming with satisfaction. “Give me
boys with ideas, and I'll furnish a
horse to carry them.”
The next day Peter put up at the
schoolhouse the following bulletin:
“The Idea Club solicits ideas from
its members about the care of its colt,
in Booker Hayes’s stable.”
Brooklyn, N. Y.
It Was Plumb.
Yesterday afternoon a man halted
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fixedly at the tower of the City Hall.
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and elevated his gaze. In five min
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“This do?”
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be that everybody will be commanded
to vote just as Tom Watson dictates.
I am a People’s Party man, I believe
in Alliance principles, but I will not
vote with any party which acts ac
cording to the dictation of one man
any longer, and you will find thous
ands in this State who will be the
same way, and you may mark my
prediction, Maddox will beat Felton
worse than he did John Sibley. Dr.
Felton will not be able to convince
the people that he was sincere when
he ran for Congress the last time,
while he now occupies altogether a
different position regarding politics.
He has reversed his coat, and in doing
so, he has lost the respect of all
parties. No man is a safe leader who,
in the same district, with the same
voters, in a very short time, reverses
his position completely, turns his baok
on his former record and adopts that
which he had previously denounced
in the bitterest language, and he will
be buried so deep when the election
is over, politically, that it will require
a long period to find his political re
mains.”—Atlanta Journal.
Her Great Solicitude.
She lived in the country, and he
from the town for the summer fell
desperately in love with her.
But her heart was in the keeping
of a farmer’s son, and she could not
return his metropolitan affection. She
had told him so that night on her
other’s porch, where the honeysuckle
huug low in the moonlight and filled
the air with their luxurious fragrance.
“If you don’t marry me,” he whis
pered, hoarsely, “I will drown my
self.”
“Ob, don’t,” she pleaded,. for her
heart was tender, though another’s.
“But I will, I tell you; I will,” he
almost shouted.
“You musn’t,” she begged, laying
her soft white hand on his arm,
“there's no place wet enough except
our well, and oh, Mr. Smith, what
shall we do for drinking water ?” and
there was tliht in her tone that con
vinced him that he was not amphibi
ous.
An Ohio man waß so badly fright
ened by a ghost that bis hair, which
was of a eilky yellow, turned black.
Several of his brothers are now on
the lookout for the same ghost.—•
Burlington Free Press.
NO. 33.