"Pshaw!I'd sure make a hit in New York with the mule.""Time enough for that later.You and I will yet perform in Madison Square Garden.Just put that down on your route card, Teddy Tucker.""Humph!If we don't break our necks before that!Where did yousay we were--"
"After leaving New Jersey, we are to play through New York State, taking in the big as well as the small towns, and from Buffalo heading straight west.Mr.Sparling writes that we are going across the continent.""What?"
"Says he's going to make the Sparling Shows known from the Atlantic to the Pacific--""Across the continent!" exclaimed Teddy unbelievingly."No; you're fooling.""Yes; clear to the Pacific Coast.We're going to San Francisco, too.What do you think of that, Teddy?""Great! Wow! Whoop!" howled the boy, hurling his remaining Indian Club far up among the rafters of the gymnasium, whence it came clattering down, both lads laughing gleefully.
"We're going to see the country this time, and we shan't have to sleep out in an open canvas wagon, either.""Where shall we sleep?" "Probably in a car.""It won't be half so much fun," objected Teddy.
"I imagine the life will be different.Perhaps we shall not have so much fun, but we'll have the satisfaction of knowing that we are part of a real show.It will mean a lot to us to be with an organization like that.It will give us a better standing in the profession, and possibly by another season we may be able to get with one of the really big ones.Next spring, if we have good luck, we shall have finished with our school here.If they'll have us, we'll try to join out with one of them.In the meantime we must work hard, Teddy, so we shall be in fine shape when we join out two weeks from today.Come on; I'll wrestle you a few falls.""Done," exclaimed Teddy.
Phil promptly threw off his coat and vest.A few minutes later the lads were struggling on the wrestling mat, their faces dripping with perspiration, their supple young figures twisting and turning as each struggled for the mastery of the other.
The readers of the preceding volume in this series, entitled, THE CIRCUS BOYS ON THE FLYING RINGS, will recognize Phil and Teddy at once as the lads who had so unexpectedly joined the Sparling Combined Shows the previous summer.It was Phil who, by his ready resourcefulness, saved the life of the wife of the owner of the show as well as that of an animal trainer later on.Then, too, it will be remembered how the lad became the fast friend of the great elephant Emperor, which he rescued from "jail," and with which he performed in the ring to the delight of thousands.Ere the close of the season both boys had won their way to the flying rings, thus becoming full-fledged circus performers.Before leaving the show they had signed out for another season at a liberal salary.
With their savings, which amounted to a few hundred dollars, the boys had returned to their home at Edmeston, there to put in the winter at school.
That they might lose nothing of their fine physical condition, the Circus Boys had rented an old carpenter shop, which they rigged up as a gymnasium, fitting it with flying rings, trapeze bars and such other equipment as would serve to keep them in trim for the coming season's work.
Here Phil and Teddy had worked long hours after school.During the winter they had gained marked improvement in their work, besides developing some entirely new acts on the flying rings.During this time they had been living with Mrs.Cahill, who, it will be remembered, had proved herself a real friend to the motherless boys.
Now, the long-looked-for day was almost at hand when they should once more join the canvas city for a life in the open.
The next two weeks were busy ones for the lads, with their practice and the hard study incident to approaching examinations.Both boys passed with high standing.Books were put away, gymnasium apparatus stored and one sunlit morning two slender, manly looking young fellows, their faces reflecting perfect health and happiness, were at the railroad station waiting for the train which should bear them to the winter quarters of the show.
Fully half the town had gathered to see them off, for Edmeston was justly proud of its Circus Boys.As the train finally drew up and the lads clambered aboard, their school companions set up a mighty shout, with three cheers for the Circus Boys.
"Don't stick your head in the lion's mouth, Teddy!" was the parting salute Phil and Teddy received from the boys as the train drew out.
"Well, Teddy, we're headed for the Golden Gate at last!" glowed Phil."You bet!" agreed Teddy with more force than elegance.
"I wonder if old Emperor will remember me, Teddy?""Sure thing! But, do you think that 'fool mule,' as Mr.Sparling calls him, will remember me? Or will he want to kick me full of holes before the season has really opened?""I shouldn't place too much dependence on a mule," laughed Phil."Come on; let's go inside and sit down."
