"Sell them, and help somebody with the money," was the reply.
The thought of making anything good enough to sell was inspiring, and
they worked with a will till it was time to adjourn.
Talking it over with her brother after the boys were gone, Aunt Zelie
said: "Perhaps our club is too comprehensive: a sort of Village
Improvement, Humane and Missionary Society combined, but the boys
thought of these things themselves. If we can only cultivate the
spirit of helpfulness, perhaps it will find its own natural channel in
each."
"You can't specialize in everything, life is too short," answered Mr.
Hazeltine, laughing.
"I don't know what you mean by channels, and specializing, and all
that," said Carl, looking in the door, "but I can tell you, Aunt
Zelie, the boys like it, and Jim thinks you are tiptop. Hurrah for the
G.N.C.!"
CHAPTER XI.
PLANS.
"Suppose we ask the boys to help us," said Bess, threading her needle,
and carefully making a nice little knot.
"Oh, no!" objected Elsie, "let's do it all by ourselves."
"If the boys can help us to do something better than we can do without
them, I think we ought to have them," said Dora wisely.
"It will be more fun too," said Louise, whose motto was "The more, the
merrier.
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