on an advance car, I should like to know?"

"He might make things interesting for the rest of the crowd."

"I should say he would! But, from what little I know of the
advance, you will have plenty to interest you without having an
ill-tempered donkey along. Good night, Teddy. This is our last
night with the show for a long time to come."

Phil made his way to his own berth, where he promptly went to
sleep, putting from his mind until the morrow all thought of what
lay before him.

Early the next morning both lads were awake; by the time their
section pulled in at Saginaw they had nearly completed the
packing of their personal baggage.

The rest was quickly accomplished, after they had eaten their
breakfast under the cook tent. All preparations made, a final
interview with Mr. Sparling had, and good-byes said, the Circus
Boys boarded a train just as the strains of the circus band were
borne to their ears.

"The parade is on," said Phil as their train moved out.

"And we are not there to ride in it. We'll have to get up
some sort of a parade for Car Number Three, I'm thinking,"
smiled Teddy.

Late that afternoon the boys reached St. Paul.