IN NEW QUARTERS
Though the center pole had been struck by lightning, repairs were soon sufficiently advanced to enable the show to go on and complete the performance.The pole itself was practically ruined.
Fortunately, the show had another one, and the wrecked pole was left on the lot that night as worthless.
After the Roman races the people stood up in their seats and gave three cheers for the boy who had saved many of them from perhaps serious injury or death.
Teddy heard the cheer.He was in his dressing tent changing his clothes, having thus far gotten on only his trousers and undershirt.
He could not restrain his curiosity, so trotting to the entrance he inquired the cause of the commotion.
"They're cheering for you," a canvasman informed him."For me?""Yes."
Teddy needed no more.Without an instant's hesitation he ran out into the ring, where he stood smiling, bowing and throwing kisses to them.
"Come and see us again!" yelled the Circus Boy."We will that!" answered a chorus of voices.
"I'll have the big hen lay another egg for you.I--" His voice was drowned in the roar of laughter that followed this sally.
Already the attendants were ripping up the seats, loading them into the wagons, with a rattle and bang.Men were shouting, horses neighing; here and there an animal uttered a hoarse-voiced protest at something, it knew not what.
Circus animals often scent a change, perhaps more quickly than do the people about them.
Performers and others, whose duties did not keep them on the lot, were hurrying to get to the dock where the circus boats were waiting, and where Mr.Sparling was attending to the loading.
Phil and Teddy were in no less haste.Quickly getting their trunks packed, they started off for the river.The moon had come out after the storm and the air was fresh and fragrant, though underfoot the evidences of the storm were still present.
"Did I hurt you much when I fell on you tonight, Teddy?" "Hurt me?""Yes?"
"You knocked the breath out of me.But don't let a little thing like that worry you.I thought the tent had fallen on me, or at least a center pole.Lucky I was there, wasn't it?""It was."
"You might have received a bump that you wouldn't have gotten over right away.""I might have done so."
"I saved your life, didn't I?"
"Perhaps you did.I had only a few feet to drop, you know.I was ready to drop on all fours lightly when you happened to get in the way--""When I happened to get in the way?" "Yes.Didn't you?""Well, I like that," growled Teddy indignantly."Here I run in and save your life, willing to sacrifice my own for you and you say when I 'happened to get in the way.'"Phil laughed heartily.
"Of course, I appreciate your wonderful self-sacrifice.It was very kind of you to get in the way and let me fall on you.Nothing like having a soft place to fall, is there, old chap?"Teddy uttered an unintelligible growl.
"That's right; insult me.I'm only a clown and--anda life-saver--" "And one of the best fellows a chap could have for his friend, eh?Iwas only joking, Teddy."
"I accept your apology.My hand on it," answered Teddy condescendingly."Next time you can fall on the ground or any old place.I don't care.I shan't try to catch you." "If I remember correctly, you could not very well help yourself in this instance.You didnot catch me.I caught you--caught you unawares.There is Mr.Sparling and there are the boats.Don't they look fine, all lighted up inside, their signal lights burning on the outside?""They look wet to me."
Thin wisps of smoke were curling lazily from the funnels of the three boats, for the stokers had not yet started to get up steam.Some hours would elapse before the fleet would be ready to begin its journey down the big river.
"There goes the 'Little Nemo,'" cried Teddy.
The smaller of the three steamboats moved slowly out into the stream, and there came to anchor to await the other boats.The "Fat Marie" was already alongside the long dock, but she now moved up a little further to make room for her companion boat, the "River Queen," which latter Phil had nicknamed the "Yellow Peril.""Let's see, where do we stow our belongings, Phil?" "On the 'Fat Marie.'""If that name don't sink her, nothing will," said Teddy, with a broad grin."I hope the boat floats better than Fat Marie did when she fell in the creek last season.If not, we're lost.Let's go on board and find out where we are going to live.""After we speak to Mr.Sparling.Is there anything we can do to help you, Mr.Sparling?" asked Phil, stepping up to the owner of the show, who, hatless, coatless, his hair looking as if it had not been combed in days, was giving orders in sharp, short sentences, answering questions and shouting directions almost in the same breath.
"Oh, is that you, Phil?"
"It is myself, sir," smiled the lad."How are you getting along?" "Much better than I had hoped.You see the 'Little Nemo' is alreadyloaded.The 'Fat Marie' is well loaded and the 'Queen' is taking stuff on board at a two-forty gait.""I see you haven't driven the bulls on yet," meaningthe elephants.
The elephants were standing off beyond the docks, huge shadowy figures, swaying silently in the faint light, for there was a slight haze in the air that even the brilliant moonlight could not wholly pierce.
"No; I thought it best to load the bulls and the ring stock later on.The bulls might get frightened with all the unusual noises around them.After they become more used to this method of traveling they will be all right.""What time do we pull out?"
"It will be three o'clock, I think.Perhaps a little laterthan that." "You mean earlier," suggested Teddy.
The showman turned on him sharply.
"Why, hello, Teddy.Really, you are so small that I did not see you."Teddy winced.
"I guess I'm some, even if I am little," protested thelad warmly."You are right.You are not only some, but _much._What's this Ihear about trouble on the lot?Some of the men said they heard there had been an accident, but they guessed it didn't amount to much.""It was not very serious," said Phil.
