Bring me some peanuts, will
you please?"
An attendant came running with a bag of them. Phil met him
halfway, not wishing the man to approach too near. With the bag
in his hand the boy walked slowly down the line, giving to each
of his charges a small handful.
This was the final act in subduing them. They were all
thoroughly at home and perfectly contented now, and Phil
had chained the last one down, except the baby elephant,
that usually was left free to do as it pleased, providing it did
not get too playful.
At this moment Phil heard a great shouting out on the lot.
"Go out there and stop that noise!" the boy commanded. He was as
much in charge of the show at that moment as if he had been the
proprietor himself.
Shortly after that Mr. Kennedy came rushing in on one of the
circus ponies that he had taken from a parade rider. Phil was
delighted to see that the keeper was uninjured.
"Did you do this, Phil Forrest?" he shouted bursting in.
"Yes. But I'll have to do it all over again if you keep on
yelling like that. What happened to you?"
"Jupiter threw me over a fence, into an excavation where they
were digging for a new building. I thought I was dead, but after
a little I came to and crawled out.
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