Down went the manager and the Circus Boy, with the latter on top,
in a writhing, howling, confused heap.



CHAPTER VII

THE FIRST DAY'S EXPERIENCE

"Give it to him, Teddy!" howled the crew.

Tucker, as soon as he could right himself, sat down on the
manager's head, at the same time holding Mr. Snowden's hands
pinioned to the floor.

The muffled voice under the quilts waxed louder and more angry as
the seconds passed. Phil, who had gone to the wash room to make
his toilet, hurried back at sound of the row.

"Teddy Tucker, what are you doing?" demanded Phil, for the moment
puzzled at the scene before him.

"I'm sitting on the Boss," answered Teddy triumphantly. "Shall I
give him one for you?"

"Yes--give him two for each of us," shouted the billposters.

Phil strode to his companion, grabbed the lad by the collar
of his pajamas and jerked him from the helpless man under