CHAPTER XI.
BETTER TO GIVE THAN RECEIVE.
"All aboard!" shouted Tony, as soon as he had declared the vote: and the boys hurried into the boat to be in readiness to join the Zephyr, which was already upon the lake.
Tony's spirits were unusually buoyant.

The sympathy and co-operation of the club in regard to Little Paul's father was in the highest degree grateful to his feelings.

Perhaps his companions did not so cheerfully resign the project of the fleet; perhaps they had acted upon the impulse of the moment; but they were all to experience the benefit of doing a good deed, and sacrificing their own gratification for the happiness of others.

Tony felt better for the sacrifice they had made, and probably the rest of them shared his feelings.

He was satisfied that they did not fully realize what they had done, and with the determination to take a fit opportunity to talk over the matter with them, he took his place in the boat.
The Zephyrs were laying on their oars, waiting for the Butterfly when she backed out of the boat house.
"You are late, Tony, which is rather odd for you," said Frank.
"We had a little business to attend to, which detained us," replied Tony; "and while we are here we may as well tell you about it.