"Perhaps you will remember it by our next meeting," said the president, anxiously.
"Possibly," said the boy, "but probably not.

I think it is gone forever." And he went to his seat.
The next thing was to call for new members.

Miss Laura got up and said she would like to join their Band of Mercy.

I followed her up to the platform, while they pinned a little badge on her, and every one laughed at me.

Then they sang, "God Bless our Native Land," and the president told us that we might all go home.
It seemed to me a lovely thing for those children to meet together to talk about kindness to animals.