rabbits had scratched the skin off, and Pa arranged to go out next
day to the ranch where the herd of buffaloes live, to look for
bigger game for the show, though he would like to have a rabbit
drive in the circus ring next year if he could train the rabbits.




CHAPTER VIII.


Pa and the Bad Boy Visit a Buffalo Ranch--Pa Pays for the
Privilege of Killing a Buffalo, but Doesn't Accomplish His
Purpose--He Hires a Herd for the Show Next Year.

This is the last week Pa and I will be in the far west looking for
freaks for the wild west department of our show for next year.
Next week, if Pa lives, we shall be back under the tent, to see
the show close up the season, and shake hands all around with our
old friends, the freaks, the performers, the managers and all of
'em.

It will be a glad day for us, for we have had an awful time out
west. If Pa would only take advice, and travel like a plain,
ordinary citizen, who is willing to learn things, it would be
different, but he wants to show people that he knows it all, and
he wants to pose as the one to give information, and so when he is
taught anything new it jars him. Any man with horse sense would
know that it takes years to learn how to rope steers, and keep
from being tipped off the horse, and run over by a procession of