Then he donned his more accustomed clothes and ran down to the store.
"It was a very enjoyable exhibition, Dick," said his father.
"And I suppose our son feels that he's a man now ?" smiled Mrs.
Prescott.
"No; I'm not, mother, and I don't want to be in any hurry, either.
There's too much fun in being a boy.

And now I've an appointment to meet a lot of the fellows." "Don't let that appointment make you forget supper time," his mother called after him.
Spoff Henderson and Toby Ross were already at the place of appointment.
"Here comes Dick!" called Spoff.

"Now, tell us." "Wait until the crowd gets here." returned Prescott.
"Ain't you the mean one ?" growled Toby.

"And we ran all the way home and back." "Too much hurry is said to be one of the greatest American sins," laughed Dick.
"Well, you're going to tell us, anyway, aren't you ?" pressed Spoff.
"Yes; but give the crowd a chance to get here." Dave and Dan came along, then Tom, Harry and Greg.

Tolman and a few other fellows hurried up.
"You might tell us all about that business, now," suggested Tolman.
"I see some more fellows coming up the street," Prescott replied.
"I don't have to tell more than once." Five minutes later there were more than thirty boys at the corner, and still others were in sight, coming from both ways.
"Say, get busy, Prescott!" called some of the newer corners.
"Let the crowd all get here," Dick insisted.
Presently the crowd numbered more than fifty a lot of their elders, seeing such an unusual crowd of youths on one corner, halted curiously near by.