It's a shame to trouble Freckleton with more questions, but some of us would like to know when the ballot for the new Club is to take place, and how he proposes we should vote ?" There was a faint cheer as the Captain sat down.

Templeton, whatever its likes and dislikes were, always appreciated generosity.

And the Captain's honest, ungrudging approval of a comrade who had already distanced him in the hold he exercised over Templeton, pleased them, and told in the speaker's favour.
"I think the best way would be," said Freckleton, "for every fellow to make a list of the thirty fellows he thinks most eligible, between now and to-day week.

If he can't think of thirty, then let him put down all he can, remembering that there are not to be more than six in any form.
To-day week we'll have the ballot, and fellows will drop their lists into the box, and the highest thirty will be elected." "Hadn't we better have a list posted up somewhere of the names of fellows in each form who are eligible ?" asked someone.
"Certainly.

I'll have one up to-morrow, and if there are any corrections and additions to make, there will be time to make them, and get out a final list two days before the election." Among the crowd which jostled in front of the list on the library door, next day, might have been seen the eager and disconsolate faces of our three heroes.
Alas! not one of their names was there! Everybody else's seemed to be there but their's.