He knew January. He had had business dealings with the donkey
on other occasions.
"Get him out of here, I tell you!"
"Drive him in yourself," answered a groom. "I wouldn't try it
for a present of the whole confounded show."
Up to this point those who had not left the dock willingly
January had assisted with his ever ready hoofs, and, by the
time Teddy reached the scene the donkey had kicked every man off
and into the street, excepting the owner of the show himself.
As already related, Mr. Sparling had seen fit to leave in haste
when January directed his attention to him.
"Whoa, January!" commanded Teddy in a soothing tone.
The donkey, at sound of the Circus Boy's voice, reared and came
down facing Teddy.
"Come here, you beast. Don't you know you're going to have a
ride on the river? You don't know enough to know when you are
well off. Come, Jany, Jany, Jany. Wow!"
January had responded with a rush. Teddy stepped aside just in
time to save himself from being bowled over. But as the donkey
ran by him the boy threw both arms about the animal's neck.
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