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Darlington, Edgar B. P.

"The Circus Boys on the Flying Rings : or, Making the Start in the Sawdust Life"

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"I hope I shall never be like that," laughed Phil. "I know I
shall always be willing to learn."
"And there always is something to learn in the circus life. None
of us knows it all. There are new things coming up every day,"
added the clown.
Phil left the dressing tent to go around to the menagerie tent
for a talk with Mr. Kennedy and Emperor. Entering the tent the
lad gave his whistle signal, whereat Emperor trumpeted loudly.
The big elephant greeted his young friend with every evidence of
joy and excitement. Phil, of course, had brought Emperor a bag
of peanuts as well as several lumps of sugar, and it was with
difficulty that the lad got away from him after finishing his
chat with Mr. Kennedy.
Phil was making a round of calls that afternoon, so he decided
that he would next visit Mr. Sparling, having seen him only a
moment, and that while others were around.
"May I come in?" he asked.
"Yes; what do you want?"
"To thank you for your kindness."
"Didn't I tell you never to thank me for anything?" thundered the
showman.
"I beg your pardon, sir; I'll take it all back," twinkled Phil.
"Oh, you will, will you, young scapegrace? What did you come
here for anyway? Not to palaver about how thankful you are that
you got knocked out, stayed a week in bed and had your salary
paid all the time.


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