The boys were to go home for the Christmas holidays, and under ordinary circumstances they would have felt gay over the prospect. But now it was different.
"Going to send Dora a Christmas present?" asked Tom of Dick, a few days before the close of the term.
"I don't know. Are you going to send anything to Nellie?"
"Yes, if you send something to Dora."
"Sam says he is going to send Grace a writing outfit and a book of postage stamps," went on Dick.
"That's what they all need," growled Tom. "It's a shame! They might at least have acknowledged our letters."
The boys did not know what to do. Supposing they sent presents to the girls, and got them back? They held a meeting in Dick's room and asked Songbird's advice.
"Send them the nicest things you can buy," said the would-be poet. "I am going to send a young lady a gift—a beautiful autograph album, with a new poem of mine, sixteen verses in length. It's on 'The Clasp of a Friendly Hand.' I got the inspiration once when I—er—But never mind that. It's a dandy poem."
