They thought they should rather enjoy training the younger
ones, and giving their opinions at committee meetings. It was so dull
simply to form audiences while the seniors did the talking.
"I vote we do!" said Winnie, looking at the rest of the Cabal, who nodded
approvingly in reply.
"Very well. You must organise your own committees, but I think every now
and then there should be an inspection to show how you're getting on. You
can choose any one you like for your commissioner. A teacher if you
want."
"Might as well have you as anybody!" murmured Winnie.
"You can decide that later. What I advise you to do is to hold a
committee among yourselves, write down your officers and your rules and
everything, and then set to work."
The plan answered admirably, from the mere fact that it gave the restless
juniors something definite to do in their recreation time. Instead of
tearing aimlessly about and getting into mischief, they suddenly became
the most busy little mortals, and absolutely bristled with importance.
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