"Will you sign your name to the Constitution?
That is all the formality we require." "Except a slight pecuniary disbursement," added Oscar.
"How much is the entrance fee ?" asked Harry.
"One dollar.

You win pay that to the Treasurer." Oscar next introduced our hero to the President, and some of the leading members, all of whom welcomed him cordially.
"Good-evening, Mr.Fletcher," said Harry, observing that young gentleman near him.
"Good-evening, sir," said Fletcher stiffly, and turned on his heel without offering his hand.
"Fletcher don't feel well," whispered Oscar.

"He had a visit from a poor relation the other day--a tin-pedler--and it gave such a shock to his sensitive system that he hasn't recovered from it yet." "I didn't imagine Mr.Fletcher had such a plebeian relative," said Harry.
"Nor did any of us.

The interview was rich.

It amused us all, but what was sport to us was death to poor Fitz.