"Yes, do, boys," urged Mrs. Cahill. "I"ll have a lunch for you after the parade. You will like that, will you not?"
"I should say we shall," laughed Phil. "But, I had rather thought you might like to eat with us under the circus tent."
"Oh, my, my! Eat with the circus?"
"Not with the animals, he doesn"t mean," corrected Teddy.
"He means we should like to have you eat with we performers."
"Yes, with the performers," grinned Phil.
"Can I eat there with you just as well after the afternoon performance?"
"Surely."
"Then we will have our noon meal here. I have some fresh mola.s.ses cookies already baked for you."
"Cookies?" Teddy"s eyes brightened.
"Yes; do you want some now?"
"I always want cookies. Never knew a time when I didn"t. I want "em when I"m awake, and I want "em when I"m asleep."
He got a double handful in short order.
"Well, I"m off!" announced Teddy.
"How about the parade? Will you come back and see it from here?"
"Yes; I guess that would be some fun. I can make faces at the other performers who have to work. Yes; I"ll come back."
"Don"t forget about the donkey," called Phil. "When are you going to take him over to the horse tent?"
"I"m not going to give myself away by leading that fright through the streets. I"ve fixed it with one of the hostlers to smuggle him over to the stable tent," grinned Teddy.
"Taking him in this afternoon?"
"Not I. Saving that for a grand surprise tonight. What are you going to do to surprise the fellows?"
"I hadn"t thought. Nothing quite so sensational as your feat will be, I guess," laughed Phil.
In the course of an hour both lads had returned to Mrs. Cahill"s humble home. But while they were away from the show grounds, the owner of the show, without the knowledge of the lads, had paid a visit to the princ.i.p.al of the school and was back on the lot in time to head the parade when it finally started.
"Kinder wish I had gone in the parade," regretted Teddy.
"Why?"
"Good place to show off."
"You have a much better one."
"Where?"
"In the ring. Anybody can ride a horse in a parade, but not everyone can perform on the flying rings and leap over elephants to boot."
Teddy instinctively threw out his chest.
"You"re right, at that. Hark!"
"Yes; they are coming. I can hear Billy English blow the big ba.s.s horn. You could hear him over three counties, I really believe."
Laughing and chatting, the boys settled themselves on Mrs.
Cahill"s hospitable doorstep to await the arrival of the parade which could be heard far off on the other side of the village.
Now and then the high, metallic notes of the calliope rose above all the rest, bringing a glint of pride to the eyes of Teddy Tucker.
"I just love that steam music machine."
"Well, I must say that I do not admire your taste," laughed Phil.
"It"s the most hideous discord of noises I ever heard. I never did like the steam piano, but a circus wouldn"t be a circus without it."
"Nope," agreed Teddy with emphasis.
Down the street a gorgeously colored rainbow slowly reached around a bend and began straightening away toward the Cahill home. The parade was approaching.
As the gay procession drew nearer the boys began to evince some of the enthusiasm that they had known before they themselves had become a part of the big show.
"Remember the parade two years ago, Phil?" asked Mrs. Cahill.
"I could not very well forget it. That was a red letter day in my life, the day when I fell into the show business."
"And that wasn"t all you fell in either," added Teddy.
"What else did I fall in?"
"In a ditch when you stopped the runaway pony."
Phil did not laugh. He was thinking.
"That was a lucky fall, too."
"Why?"
"Because it was the means of giving you and me our start in the circus business."
"Hurrah! Here they come. Now see me make faces at them when they go by," said Teddy.
The Cahill home was near the outskirts of the village, and as the golden chariot of the band, glistening in the bright morning sunlight, approached, the lads could not repress an exclamation of delight.