"I shouldn't place too much dependence on a mule," laughed Phil.
"Come on; let's go inside and sit down."



CHAPTER II

ON THE ROAD ONCE MORE

All was bustle and excitement.

Men were rushing here and there, shouting out hoarse commands.
Elephants were trumpeting shrilly, horses neighing; while, from
many a canvas-wrapped wagon savage beasts of the jungle were
emitting roar upon roar, all voicing their angry protest at being
removed from the winter quarters where they had been at rest for
the past six months.

The Great Sparling Combined Shows were moving out for their long
summer's journey. The long trains were being rapidly loaded when
Phil Forrest and Teddy Tucker arrived on the scene late in
the afternoon.

It was all new and strange to them, unused as they were to the
ways of a railroad show. Their baggage had been sent on ahead of
them, so they did not have that to bother with. Each carried a
suitcase, however, and the boys were now trying to find someone
in authority to ask where they should go and what they should do.

"Hello, Phil, old boy!" howled a familiar voice.