The Bobbsey Twins MEGAPACK ®. Laura Lee Hope
wanted to dig for more.
“I tell you!” said Bert. “We might catch butterflies and have them under a big glass on the table with all the small animals.”
“That would be good,” Harry agreed. “We could catch some big brown ones and some little fancy ones. Then after dark we could get some big moths down by the postoffice electric light.”
The girls, too, went catching butterflies. Nan was able to secure four or five yellow ones in the flower garden near the porch, and Flossie got two of the small brown variety in the nasturtium bed. Harry and Bert searched in the close syringa bushes where the nests are usually found.
“Oh! look at this one!” called Freddie, coming up with a great green butterfly. “Is it bird?” he asked. “See how big it is!”
It really was very large, and had such beautiful wings it might easily be mistaken for some strange bird.
“We will try to keep them alive,” said Harry, “and perhaps we can get ma’s big glass globe to put them in. She has one she used to put wax flowers under.”
“And, oh say!” exclaimed Bert, “couldn’t we have an aquarium with snakes and turtles and toads in?”
“Fine!” declared Harry. “We’ve got a big glass tank I used to have gold fish in. We’ll get the other fellows to help catch some snakes, fish, and turtles and toads, and—and anything else that will stand water!”
Then what a time they had hunting for reptiles! It seemed each boy had a different variety on his premises. August Stout brought three turtles and Jack Hopkins caught two snakes under a big stone in his back yard. Tom Mason supplied four lovely gold fish, while Ned Prentice brought three bright green frogs.
“I can catch hop-toads,” declared Freddie, and sure enough the little fellow brought two big ones and a baby toad in his hat down to the boys, who had their collection in a glass tank in the barn.
“We can’t put the snakes in with the others or they’ll eat them up,” said Jack. “I’ll get a big glass jar for the snakes.”
“And say!” said Harry. “Will we charge admission to the show?”
“Sure—five cents each,” said Tom, “and give the money to the fresh-air camp over on the mountain.”
This was considered a good plan, and now it was only a few days more until Wednesday—the day of the circus!
CHAPTER XIV
The Circus
News of the circus had spread from one end of Meadow Brook to the other. Every boy and girl in the place expected to get in to see the sights, and even some grown folks had made up their minds, from what they heard, there would be something interesting for them to see, and so they decided to go too.
Mrs. Bobbsey, Aunt Sarah, Dinah, and Martha had bought tickets for reserved seats (these cost ten cents each). Then Mildred Manners was going to bring her mother and her big sister, and Mabel Herold expected to have her mother with her also. Mr. Bobbsey was coming up from Lakeport purposely to see the circus, and Uncle Daniel had helped the boys put up the seats and fix things generally. A big tent had been borrowed from the Herolds; they were only out at Meadow Brook for the summer, and this tent was erected in the open field between the Bobbsey and the Mason farms, alongside the track where Tom had tried Sable.
The tent had large flaps that opened up the entire front, so that all the exhibits could be shown nicely to the people on the seats out side.
The seats were made of boards set on most anything that would hold them, with a few garden benches for reserved seats at the front.
Everything was ready, and the circus day came at last.
“Lucky it isn’t raining,” the boys declared as they rushed around putting the final touches to everything.
August Stout was appointed to collect the tickets, and Ned Prentice was to show the people to their seats.
Two o’clock!
Only one hour more!
Lots of children came early to get good seats. Roy Mason sat right in the front row alongside of Freddie. Nettie Prentice was on the very first bench back of the reserved seats. The Herolds came next, and had Aunt Sarah’s front garden bench, the red one. Mildred Manners’ folks paid ten cents each too, and they had the big green bench from the side porch.
“Give Mrs. Burns a front seat,” Harry whispered to Ned, as the busy farmer’s wife actually stopped her work to see what all the excitement was about.
The Bobbseys had come—Mr. Bobbsey and all,—and Dinah wore her best black bonnet.
“When will it begin?” Flossie asked, just trembling with excitement.
“I saw Harry and Bert go in the tent some time ago,” whispered Nan; “and see, they are loosing the tent flap.”
There was a shout of applause when Harry appeared. He actually wore a swallowtail coat and had on a choker—a very high collar—and a bright green tie. He wore long trousers too, and looked so strange even Aunt Sarah had to laugh when she saw him.
“Oh!” exclaimed all the children when they looked inside the tent.
“Isn’t it grand!” whispered Flossie.
Then Bert stepped up on the soap box in the middle of the ring.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” he began, making a profound bow, “ladies and gentlemen.”
Then everybody roared laughing.
Bert had to wait until they got through laughing at his funny costume, which was a good deal like Harry’s, only the latter wore a red tie.
In a few moments Bert went on again.
“Ladies and gentlemen! Our first number is Frisky, the Sacred Calf of India!” he exclaimed, imitating that strange-voiced man called a “Barker” and used at circuses.
Snap! snap! went Bert’s whip, and out from a side place, back of a big screen, came Jack Hopkins dressed like a real clown, leading our old friend Frisky, the runaway calf.
How awfully funny it was!
The calf had over him a plush portiere that reached clear down to the ground, and over each ear was tied a long-handled feather duster!
Such laughing and clapping as greeted this “first number”!
Frisky just turned around square in front and looked the people straight in the face. This funny move made Mr. Bobbsey “die laughing,” as Flossie said, and Uncle Daniel too was hilarious.
“The sacred calf is too sacred to smile,” laughed Uncle Daniel, while Dinah and Martha just roared.
The children didn’t think they ought to laugh out loud and spoil the show; even Freddie raised his finger to Dinah.
Suddenly the clown jumped on the calf’s back. He tried to stand on his head. Then he turned a somersault on to the sawdust.
Everybody clapped hard now, and the children began to shout.
But Bert snapped his whip and the clown went down on his hands and knees to apologize. Of course clowns are not supposed to speak, so Jack did everything by pantomime.
Next he came around and kissed Frisky. This made everybody roar again, and no matter what the clown did it certainly looked very funny.
Finally Bert snapped his whip three times, and the clown jumped on Frisky’s back, over the plush curtain and all, and rode off.
“Wasn’t that splendid!” everybody exclaimed.
“I really never enjoyed a big circus more than this!” remarked Mrs. Bobbsey to Mrs. Burns. The others all said nice things too; and then Bert announced the next turn.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” he began again, “our next