"
"Mr. President, I merely wish to inform the Society, that Mr. Walton
occupies the dignified position of printer's devil in the office of
the 'Centreville Gazette.'"
"Mr. President," said Oscar, "may I ask the indulgence of the Society
long enough to say that I am quite aware of the fact. I will add
that Mr. Walton is a young man of excellent abilities, and I am
confident will prove an accession to the Society."
"I cannot permit further remarks on a matter which will come in due
course before the Committee on Nominations," said the President.
"The next business in order is the debate."
Of the debate, and the further proceedings, I shall not speak, as
they are of no special interest. But after the meeting was over,
groups of members discussed matters which had come up during the
evening. Fletcher approached Oscar Vincent, and said, "I can't see,
Oscar, why you are trying to get that printer's devil into our
Society."
"Because he's a good fellow, and smart enough to do us credit."
"If there were any bootblacks in Centreville I suppose you'd be
proposing them?" said Fletcher with a sneer.
"I might, if they were as smart as my friend Walton."
"You are not very particular about your friends," said Fletcher in
the same tone.
"I don't ask them to open their pocket-books, and show me how much
money they have."
"I prefer to associate with gentlemen.
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