It's a guess, though, as to just
what to do under these conditions. No two cases, any more
than any two elephants, are alike when it comes to disposition
and treatment."
"No; I suppose not."
"Where are you going now, Phil?"
"Going back to the dressing tent to get ready for the parade.
Hope you do not have any trouble."
"No; I guess I shan't. I can manage to hold him, and if I don't,
I'll turn Emperor loose. He makes a first-rate policeman."
Phil hurried on to the dressing tent, for he was a little late
this morning, for which he was not wholly to blame, considerable
time having been lost in his interview with Mr. Sparling.
In the hurry of preparation for the parade, Phil forgot all about
Mr. Kennedy's concern over Jupiter. But he was reminded of it
again when he rode out to fall in line with the procession.
Mr. Kennedy and his charges, all well in hand, were just
emerging from the menagerie tent to take their places for
the parade. Jupiter was among them. He saw, too, that
Mr. Kennedy was walking by Jupiter's side, giving him almost
his exclusive attention.
Phil's place in the parade this season was with a body of
German cavalry. He wore a plumed hat, with a gaudy uniform and
rode a handsome bay horse, one of the animals used in the running
race at the close of the circus.
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