The Circus Boys Across the Continent : or, Winning New Laurels on the Tanbark by Edgar B. P. Darlington
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Phil shot downward head first. Yet with the instinct of the showman he curled his head up ever so little as he half consciously felt himself going. CHAPTER VI THE SHOWMAN'S REWARD Phil struck the net with a violent slap that was heard outside the big top, though those without did not understand the meaning of it, nor did they give it heed. Mr. Sparling was the first to reach him. The lad had landed on his shoulders and then struck flat on his back, the proper way to fall into a net. Perhaps it was instinct that told him what to do. The lad was unconscious when the showman lifted him tenderly from the net and laid him out on the ground. "Up with that peak!" commanded Mr. Sparling. "Get some water here, and don't crowd around him! Give the boy air! Tucker, you hike for the surgeon." A shove started Teddy for the surgeon. In the meantime Mr. Sparling was working over Phil, seeking to bring him back |
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