All was bustle and excitement, and the occupants of the dressing
tent, who were preparing for the parade, crowded about the boys
to hear of the new boats.
The Sparling show had never gone along with the snap and
enthusiasm that it did that afternoon. The performers were on
their mettle and the little town was treated to a performance
such as it had never seen before.
Teddy distinguished himself by landing on his head on the
somersaulting mat, narrowly escaping breaking his neck, and
Phil took an unexpected header into the big net during his
trapeze act, getting a jolt that made his head ache for an
hour afterwards. Nothing else of an exciting nature occurred
during the afternoon performance, but at the evening show the
circus people were not so fortunate.
At that performance they met with excitement enough to last them
for a long time.
CHAPTER VI
A BOLT FROM THE CLOUDS
"The old hen has laid an egg! The old hen has laid an egg!"
The performance was moving merrily on, the gasoline lamps
shedding a bright glow over the golden haze of the circus tent,
when a diminutive clown rushed into the arena bearing something
in his arms.
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