The Circus Boys Across the Continent : or, Winning New Laurels on the Tanbark by Edgar B. P. Darlington
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The gong set up an excited clanging, and the ponies began racing around the arena the long way, and took the stretch to the paddock at a terrific speed, with the howls of the multitude sounding in their ears. Reaching the dressing tent, the mock policemen let the air out of the rubber ball, whereat Teddy sat down heavily in a pail of water. The performers danced around Tucker, singing an improvised song about the human football. Gradually the angry scowl on the face of the Circus Boy relaxed into a broad grin. "How do you like being a clown now?" jeered the Iron-Jawed Man. "Yes; how does it feel to be a football?" questioned another. "I guess you got even with me that time," answered Teddy good-naturedly. "But say, that's easy compared with riding the educated mule." CHAPTER XIII DUCKED BY AN ELEPHANT The great white billows of the Sparling Combined Shows were |
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