The Circus Boys on the Plains : or, the Young Advance Agents Ahead of the Show by Edgar B. P. Darlington
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page 155 of 259 (59%)
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"Tell them the story of your life as a circus boy. That will be
funny enough to make a hyena laugh." "Ho, ho!" exploded Teddy. "It is a joke. He who laughs first laughs last." "You mean 'he who laughs last laughs best,'" corrected Phil, smiling broadly. "Well, maybe. Something of the sort," grinned the Circus Boy. "And look here, Teddy!" "Yes?" "Have you written to Mr. Sparling yet, as he requested you to do?" "No." "And why not?" "Same reason." "You must write to him every day, no matter how busy you are. Sit up a little later every night; go without a meal if necessary, but follow his directions implicitly." "Implicitly," mocked Teddy. |
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