Emperor was clad in a calico gown of
ancient style, with a market basket tucked in the curl of his
trunk. But the most humorous part of the long-suffering
elephant's makeup was his head gear.
There, perched jauntily to one side was the most wonderful bonnet
that any of the vast audience ever had gazed upon. It was tied
with bright red ribbons under Emperor's chops with a collection
of vari-colored, bobbing roses protruding from its top.
Altogether it was a very wonderful piece of head gear.
The further the act proceeded the more the humor of Emperor's
makeup appeared to impress the audience. They laughed and
laughed until the tears ran down their cheeks, while the elephant
himself, appearing to share in the humor of the hour, never
before had indulged in so many funny antics.
Mr. Kennedy, familiar with side-splitting exhibitions, forgot
himself so far as actually to laugh out loud.
But where was Phil Forrest? Thus far everybody had been too much
interested in the old lady with the trunk and the market basket
to give a thought to the missing boy, though some of the
performers found themselves wondering if he had closed with the
show already.
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