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“Who wants to drive my trained bear an’ monkey? Only a dime stranger, only a dime!” “P’raps I’ll hinder more than help,” Howard answered, grasping Mrs. Wopp’s outstretched hand and looking questioningly at Nell. “No, no, the Fo’castle! I—Here they come!” Billy set down some cups with dangerous haste and ran out..
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“All right, Doc,” the other replied a bit gruffly; “suppose we catch ’em before we fight about the divvy.” “Awfully hard, Billy. Some of them had ‘grief swimming in their eyes.’” Everything was going smoothly when suddenly a catastrophe stopped short the circus, and left Moses greatly distressed. He inwardly complained that never yet was he “havin’ a good time but some orful thing happened to put a cloud over the sun.” The hens and chickens that had been pressed into the ranks of the circus performers were crowding round a swill-bucket which Moses had left tilted at a precarious angle on an upturned soap-box. In its zig-zag gyrations round the yard, the ostrich, to avoid the ubiquitous fowl, ran against the bucket and the odoriferous contents were splashed over the yellow-draped circus lady. The contents of the swill-pail trickled down Betty’s finery and dropped sadly from the pink headgear of the ostrich. Thus adjured, Howard began, while Mrs. Wopp leaned back in her chair rocking vigorously..
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