Tim hung his head down while he listened to this kind advice; his answers were short, but they were all satisfactory, so far as words could be taken as the index of his intentions.
Frank then read the constitution, and the new member listened to it with attention.

The stringent provisions of the sixth article, which forbade swearing, indecent language, and other boyish vices, brought a scarcely visible smile to his lips, and excited a doubt as to the success of the experiment in the mind of the director.
"Now, Tim, you can sign it," said Frank.
"It's pretty strict--ain't it ?" added Tim, with one of his peculiar grins, as he took the pen that was handed to him.

"You know I ain't used to being quite so strained up as you fellers, and I may kinder break through afore I know it." "If you do, you shall be judged kindly and charitably," said Captain Sedley.
"Well.

I'll sign it." But it was not quite so easy a thing for Tim to sign; at least, to perform the mechanical part of the act, for he had been to school but little, and good penmanship was not one of his accomplishments.

However, he succeeded in getting over the form, though it would have puzzled the secretary to read it, if he had not known what it was.
"Now, Zephyrs, Tim is one of us," said Frank.
"He hasn't got any uniform," suggested Charles.
"He shall have one," replied Captain Sedley, as he wrote an order on Mr.
Burlap, the tailor, to supply him with a uniform.
"All aboard!" shouted Frank.