"
"Where do we show first?"
"Atlantic City. Then we take in the Jersey Coast towns--"
"Do we go to New York?"
"New York? Oh, no! The show isn't big enough for New York quite
yet, even if it is a railroad show now. We've got to grow some
before that. Mighty few shows are large enough to warrant taking
them into the big city."
"How do you know?"
"All the show people say that."
"Pshaw! I'd sure make a hit in New York with the mule."
"Time enough for that later. You and I will yet perform in
Madison Square Garden. Just put that down on your route card,
Teddy Tucker."
"Humph! If we don't break our necks before that! Where did you
say we were--"
"After leaving New Jersey, we are to play through New York State,
taking in the big as well as the small towns, and from Buffalo
heading straight west. Mr. Sparling writes that we are going
across the continent."
"What?"
"Says he's going to make the Sparling Shows known from the
Atlantic to the Pacific--"
"Across the continent!" exclaimed Teddy unbelievingly.
"No; you're fooling."
"Yes; clear to the Pacific Coast. We're going to
San Francisco, too. What do you think of that, Teddy?"
"Great! Wow! Whoop!" howled the boy, hurling his remaining
Indian Club far up among the rafters of the gymnasium, whence it
came clattering down, both lads laughing gleefully.
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