The Circus Boys in Dixie Land | Page 7

a great crowd of people
whom they knew, and for a few minutes they were kept busy shaking
hands, after which the boys with faces wreathed in smiles, proudly
entered the cook tent. Teddy glanced up quizzically when they got
inside.
"Well I guess we're some, eh, Phil?"
"I guess so. I hope everything goes all right today. I should die of
mortification if anything were to happen to our acts. You want to keep

your mind right on your work today. Don't pay any attention to the
audience. Remember a whole lot of people are coming to this show
today just because they are interested in you and me."
"I guess I know how to perform," sputtered Teddy.
"I haven't said you do not. I know you do, but I don't want you to forget
that you do."
"Look out for yourself. I'll take care of myself," growled Teddy.
"I'm going to."
Having finished their breakfast the boys started for the village, to call
on Mrs. Cahill, their guardian and the custodian of their earnings. As
they were leaving the grounds, Phil paused suddenly.
"Look there," he said, pointing to Mr. Sparling's office tent.
"Well, if it isn't Billy Ford, the president of our class," breathed Teddy.
"I didn't see him at the train when we came in this morning; did you?"
"No. He wasn't there."
"Now, what do you suppose he is doing in Mr. Sparling's tent?"
"I haven't the least idea unless he is trying to find out where we are.
Hey, Billy!"
Billy Ford paused at the sound of the familiar call; then the Circus
Boys hurried toward him. Billy went suddenly red in the face as if he
were very much embarrassed.
"What you doing in there?" demanded Teddy.
"Why--why--perhaps I was trying to join the show," stammered Billy.
"We wouldn't have you. You and I couldn't travel in the same show.
They'd fire us both."

"Why?" questioned Billy, now regaining his presence of mind.
" 'Cause, between us we'd put the show out of business."
"I believe you would," nodded Phil.
"Where you going, boys?"
"Mrs. Cahill's."
"Then I'll walk down that way with you. What time do you get through
at night?"
"We finish our last act about ten o'clock," answered Phil. "Why?"
"Oh, nothing much. I just wanted to know."
Phil shot a swift, suspicious glance at the schoolboy, but Billy's face
bore an expression as serene as the May morning of that very day.
Mr. Sparling hailed the lads as they were leaving the lot.
"You may be excused from parade today, both of you. You no doubt
will want to spend all the time you can with your friends."
"Thank you," smiled Phil. "There's the finest man a fellow ever worked
for."
"Worked? Do you call performing in a circus work?"
"Well, at least it is a pretty good imitation of work, Billy."
"I used to think just like you do," added Teddy rather ruefully.
"Is it really work then?"
"Oh, no; it's just play. Come to the show and you will see us play."
"By the way," inquired Phil, "the fellows are all coming this afternoon,

I suppose?"
"Yes, but not this afternoon."
"Evening?"
"Yes."
"That will be fine. We have a short run tonight, so the boss will not be
in any hurry to move the show. You'll see it all."
"Why, don't you always give it all?"
"No. Sometimes, when the weather is bad, or when we have a long run
before us, Mr. Sparling cuts some of the acts out entirely, and shortens
others. But, of course, the audience doesn't know this."
"Is that so?" wondered the surprised Billy.
"Yes. Are you boys all going to sit together?"
"Yes. We'll be where we can see you. And the girls are going to be
there, too. I reckon the whole school will be on hand."
"How about Uncle Abner--will he go to the show, do you think?"
"I know where you'll find him," spoke up Teddy.
"Where?"
"You'll find him hiding behind the hen house watching the parade go
by. He won't dare show himself after the way the clowns had fun with
him when the show was here before."
"Poor Uncle Abner! I must go over and see him after we have called on
Mrs. Cahill."
Arriving at Mrs. Cahill's, they found her out in the yard, arrayed in her
best dress in honor of their coming, and it was a joyful meeting

between the three. In a short time, however, Teddy grew restless and
decided that he would wander about town and call on his other friends.
"I'll tell you what let's do, Teddy," suggested Phil.
"What?"
"You come back before parade time and we three will sit on the front
door step and watch the parade go by,