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Hurrahi—the circus-riders were to keep
their horses in our barn, right liere on our
place—hurrah!—hurrah! what fun!
The horses were to come by land from the
nearest town, nobody knew just when. I took
my geography up on the barn steps that
after-noon to study my lesson. I didn’t want to
miss seeing them come, you may be sure.
Little by little, a whole lot of children
col-lected up there. Away out on the Point they
had heard that the circus-riders were to have
our barn. Some of the boys began to try to
run things, and to push ns giris away, but they
learned better soon enough.
“ No, sir,” I gave one a thump—“ be off
with you; get away, and be quick about it, or
you’ll catch it.”
Most of the boys in the town are afraid of
me, I can tell you, because I have strong hands
and a quick tongue, and behind me, like an
in-visible support, is always Father, and all the
police, who are under him—so it’s not often
any one makes a fuss. Besides, I should like
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