The same President and Vice-President were chosen; but as the Secretary declined to serve another term, Harry Walton, considerably to his surprise, found himself elected in his place.
Fitzgerald Fletcher did not vote for him.

Indeed, he expressed it as his opinion that it was a shame to elect a "printer's devil" Secretary of the Society.
"Why is it ?" said Oscar.

"Printing is a department of literature, and the Clionian is a literary society, isn't it ?" "Of course it is a literary society, but a printer's devil is not literary." "He's as literary as a tin-pedler," said Tom Carver, maliciously.
Fletcher turned red, but managed to say, "And what does that prove ?" "We don't object to you because you are connected with the tin business." "Do you mean to insult me ?" demanded Fletcher, angrily.

"What have I to do with the tin business ?" "Oh, I beg pardon, it's your cousin that's in it." "I deny the relationship," said Fletcher, "and I will thank you not to refer again to that vulgar pedler." "Really, Fitz, you speak rather roughly, considering he's your cousin.

But as to Harry Walton, he's a fine fellow, and he has an excellent handwriting, and I was very glad to vote for him." Fitzgerald walked away, not a little disgusted, as well at the allusion to the tin-pedler, as at the success of Harry Walton in obtaining an office to which he had himself secretly aspired.