exclaimed Marjorie. "Clubs are lots of fun. I
mean children's clubs--not big ones like father's."

"What do clubs do?" asked Dorothy, who had a wholesome fear of some of
the Maynards' escapades.

"Why, we can do anything we want to, if we're a club," said Dick. "I
think it would be fun. What shall we do?"

"Let's cut up jinks," said Marjorie, who was especially energetic that
day.

"And let's call it the Jinks Club," suggested Gladys.

"Goody! Goody!!" cried Midge. "Just the thing, Glad! And then we can cut
up any jinks we want to,--as long as they're good jinks," she added,
thoughtfully.

"What do you mean by that?" demanded King.

"Well, you see, last summer at Grandma's, she told me there were good
jinks and bad jinks. She meant just plain fun, or real mischief. And I
promised I'd cut up only good jinks."

"All right," said Dick, "I'll agree to that. We just want to have fun,
you know; not get into mischief."

So, as they were all agreed on this, the Jinks Club was started.

"I'll be president," volunteered Marjorie.

"Does somebody have to be president?" asked Gladys. "And does the
president have all the say?"

"Let's all be presidents," said King. "I know clubs usually have only
one; but who cares? We'll be different."

"All right," said Marjorie. "And, anyway, we won't need a secretary and
treasurer and such things, so we'll each be president. I think that will
be more fun, too."

"Me be president," announced Rosy Posy, "an' Boffin be a president,
too."

"Yes," said King, smiling at his baby sister, "you and Boff and all the
rest of us. Then, you see, we can all make rules, if we want to."

"We don't need many rules," said Dick. "Just a few about meetings and
things. When shall we meet?"

"Every day after school, and every Saturday," said Marjorie, who was of
a whole-souled nature.

"Oh, no!" said Gladys. "I know Mother won't let me come as often as
that."

"Don't let's have special times," said King. "Just whenever we're all
together, we'll have a meeting."

This was agreed to, but Marjorie didn't seem quite satisfied.

"It doesn't seem like a real club," she said, "unless we have dues and
badges and things like that."

"Huh, dues!" said King. "I want to spend my money for other things
besides dues to an old club! What would we do with the dues, anyway?"

"Oh, save them up in the treasury," said Marjorie, "until we had enough
to go to the circus, or something nice like that."

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