CHAPTER IV

THE CIRCUS COMES TO TOWN

The Sparling Combined Shows came rumbling into Edmeston at about
three o'clock the next morning. But, early as was the hour, two
boys sat on the Widow Cahill's door-yard fence watching the
wagons go by.

The circus was one of the few road shows that are now traveling
through the country, as distinguished from the great modern
organizations that travel by rail with from one to half a dozen
massive trains. The Sparling people drove from town to town.
They carried twenty-five wagons, besides a band wagon, a
wild-west coach and a calliope.

"Phil! Phil! Look!" exclaimed Teddy, clutching at his
companion's coat sleeve, as two hulking, swaying figures appeared
out of the shadows of the early morning.

"Where?"

"There."

"Elephants! There's two of them."

"Ain't that great? I didn't suppose they'd have any elephants.
Wonder if there's any lions and tigers in those big wagons."