The Circus Boys in Dixie Land; Or, Winning the Plaudits of the Sunny South

re many town people there the greater part of the audience, which ne

Tucker, but the two Circus Boys were saving their best efforts f

lawn. And now that she had seen the afternoon show, taking a motherly pride in the performance of her boys, as she proudly called

ng tent. By this time the whole show had taken a keen interest in the affairs of the Circus

ous confidential conversations with the equestrian director, all of which

ling also was keeping one of his own, one which w

he high school boys and girls sat, they sang a song in which they brought in the names of every member of Phil's class. This e

nt of the show. This was one of Mr. Sparling's surprise

ime, the class did not recognize him. When finally they did, through some familiar gesture of his own, the boys and girls set up a perfect howl of delight in which the audience joine

took so many chances that Mr. Sparling, who was o

ur neck, if you'

air, over the backs of the elephants, landing plump into the waiting arms of a bevy of

nd and shook his head as if to say: "Oh, that's not

along with a merry medley of daring

whistle, the band ceased playing and silence fell over

ring Dips of Death that defy imitation. In ring No. 2 you will recognize a fellow townsman-a townsboy, I should say. It will not be necessary for me to mention his name. Suffice it to say that, although he has b

to its music Phil Forrest tripped lightly down the concourse, being obliged

ol fellows were sitting, or rather standing. As a matter of fact, every one

chant, keeping time with his foo

llip F! Rah, ra

happily and waved his w

ake a fool of mys

ntally surprise Mr. Sparling himself, for Phil, who now owned his own ring horse, had been practicing

umps, Phil began his act by riding standing on the rump of his m

ssed, until his supple, slender body was flashing here and there on the back of the handsome

xcitement by yells of app

ly. "In fact, I should like to know what he cannot do. If he had to do so, he could run th

the music for the concl

was about to try something he had never done in the ring before. "I hope he won't take a

ere their pictures had been placed for this, their third season out. The year before they had appeared on the small bil

gait, which grew faster and faster, as he sat

t, then threw himself into a succession of handsprin

such of the other performers as were under t

us Boy had not only essayed, but succeeded in doing. Phil kept it up at such length, and with such stub

ted to make a performer's head swim. But how much more difficult such a

less, Phil Forrest alighted on his fe

o catch me,

master u

se to a run about

l boy going to do?" w

mself up into the air, his body d

hirled about in his marv

that Phil was to release the grip of his hands which

y himself in his descent. Fortunately he was dropping feet f

ng his neck, for so dizzy was he that he was unable

eet and the ringmast

ute, till you get y

y himself, for the big top seeme

hunders of applause that greeted

stand a

t reply that was instantly

ying himself quickly, Phil pulled on his slippers and walked slowly from the r

of Mr. Sparling c

Finest exhibition ever

dstand seats, where the boys were

ng else occurred to a

y and unkempt trotted into the ring and

lackface clown. In his mouth was a harmonica, that he played lustily

ead first, as any self-respecting donkey is supposed to do, this par

s the surprise he had been storing up for this very occasion. While the audience laughed and jeered, Mr. Sparling looked on

his strange mount ambled by him in a gait such

seats, where the high school students were sitting, Teddy nearly drove them

ass yell, which was instantly taken up by the class and eventually by t

act of his companion, and he, with others of the performers, was laughing heartily as he leaned agains

ing, hurrying up just as Phil and the othe

e," rejoi

id you g

I stole him? Been tra

e h

over to the superintendent of ring stock and tell

lready

ou hav

s,

wned this show, the way yo

d so's the donke

go on at every

w. We're going on r

-da

ered Sparling, s