So the following resolution was solemnly drawn up and ordered to be conveyed to "The late Mr Crofter." "That this meeting of the Philosophical Conversation Club is hereby jolly glad to see Tempest cock of the house again, with Pridgin second man up.

It hereby condoles with Crofter in the jolly back seat he has got to take, and is sorry he shirked the Mile.

It begs to inform him that he is a hundred and eighteen marks behind Tempest, and trusts he will in future obey the house captain, to whom all applications for _exeats_ and extra leave are to be addressed.

Crofter need not trouble to reply, as the club only desires to have communication with the cock of the house." This done, I was ordered to take the chair as the new president, and called upon the secretary to read the minutes.
These were short and to the point,-- "'A general meeting of the Conversation Club was held on Monday in the Examination Hall.

With his usual mulishness, Sarah thought he'd have a cut in, and it was resolved to give him a chance.