The performers were enjoying the novel experience of river
traveling too thoroughly to turn into their berths early. A cold
lunch had been spread in the main cabins of the "Marie" and the
"River Queen" for the performers, while from the cook tent,
baskets had been prepared and sent in for the use of the laborers
after they had completed their night's work and finished loading
the show.
All this was appreciated, and it was a jolly company that lined
the tables in the two larger boats. Leather upholstered seats
were built into the sides of the cabin, and with mouths and hands
full, the circus people soon took possession of the seats, where
they ate and chatted noisily.
"Funny thing about Jim," said one of the performers. "What do
you suppose made him fall, Mr. Miaco?"
"I don't know. Probably for the same reason that anyone falls."
"What is that?"
"Stumbled over something, I guess."
"Hey, Teddy, what ailed the ring horse?" called a voice as
the Circus Boy sauntered in and espying the tables made a
dive for them.
"I guess he was hungry," mumbled Teddy, his mouth full of
ham sandwich.
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