and find yours, the rest of you," said Tom suddenly, "I'm
fixed and I'm ready to eat."

Every one pounced upon him, to discover that he had chosen to install
himself at a place marked _The Whiskered One_.

"I'm the only fellow here who ever wore a mustache," he said, "so it's
plain, though rather far-fetched."

"It's not your place, though, Tom, truly," said Bertha. "I'm afraid
we'll have to help. The librarian always does help stupid people."

"We won't ask him, though! If you two were bright enough to make these
cards, we'll figure out the meanings or go without our supper," said
Polly decisively, and the girls echoed her, though the boys groaned, and
Max helped himself to a sandwich.

"Now, listen," said Polly. "I'm president of this club, and I call you
all to order. I'll read the cards, one after another and you must all
think, and perhaps we'll be able to get on to the system--I mean, to
understand it."

Every one struck an attitude and waited while Polly walked up one side
of the table and down the other, reading aloud in order:

"_The Whiskered One._
_Chastity._
_Star of the Sea._
_A Twin._
_Consecrated to God._
_Extremely Bold; or Holy Prince._
_Peace._
_A Lover of Peace._
_Brightness, or Beauty._
_The Greatest One._
_Purity._
_The Woman Strong with the Spear._
_Bright Raven._
_Grace._
_A Gazelle._
_A Princess of Noble Birth._"

When she had finished, there was a moment's silence and then everybody
but Hannah burst out laughing.

With a little "O!" she flew across the room to the big dictionary, and
opening it toward the back, dropped on her knees before it.

"I have it!" she cried joyfully. "I used to study and study the meanings
of names when I was a youngster, and here they are. Mine means Grace and
I know where I'm going to sit, and the rest of you can find out in a
minute."

The long delayed supper was at last eaten, and sitting idly around the
table, with watermelon rinds before them, the young people talked over
the summer which seemed already closed.

"We've accomplished a lot, haven't we?" said Polly. "I'm really proud of
the Boat Club this year. It never used to stand for anything but its own
fun before, but from now on it will be a recognized factor in Winsted
life."

"Bully for you, Polly!" said Bert. "I never heard any one say 'factor'
offhand like that. It's one of the words I've always held sacred to
specia