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The showman's eyes were upon it instantly. "What have you there?" he demanded. "Feather," answered Teddy thickly. "I see it. Where did you get it?" "Pulled it out of the pelican's tail. Going to make a pen of it to use when I write to the folks at Edmeston," answered the boy carelessly. "You young rascal!" thundered Mr. Sparling. "What do you mean by destroying my property like that?
"I've seen it, but I don't usually go in that way." With the early dawn figures began emerging from several of the wagons. They were a sleepy looking lot, and for a time stood about in various attitudes, yawning, stretching their arms and rubbing their eyes. "Hey, boy, what town is this?" questioned a red-haired youth, dragging himself toward the two lads. "Edmeston." "Oh, yes.
Good-byes were said, and the circus folks departed that night bag and baggage to scatter to the four quarters of the globe, some never to return to the Sparling shows. Phil and Teddy returned to Edmeston to finish their course at the high school, from which they were to graduate in the following spring.
"Reminds me of when I used to go to sleep in the woodbox behind the stove where I lived last year in Edmeston," grumbled Teddy in a muffled voice, as he rummaged about his berth trying to accustom himself to it. Teddy never had ridden in a sleeping car, so it was all new and strange to him. "Say, who sleeps upstairs?" he called to the porter. "The performers, sah some of them.
They were standing before the glowing posters of the Great Sparling Combined Shows, that was to visit Edmeston on the following Thursday. Phillip Forrest and Teddy Tucker were fast friends, though they were as different in appearance and temperament as two boys well could be. Phil was just past sixteen, while Teddy was a little less than a year younger.
Ollapod talked to me of the Gorges land-grants, at Mrs. Pollexfen's? I got very badly punished, and I deserved what I got, for I had behaved very ill. I ought not to have known what Edmeston said, or what Will Hackmatack said. I ought to have been listening, and learning about the Lords sitting in Equity. Only the next day Dr. Ollapod left town without calling on me, he was so much displeased.
That is, if we can shoo everybody out of the tent and you are willing we should try it. How about it, sir?" "I must say you are a most persistent young man." "Yes, sir." "And what if this act falls down flat? What then?" "It mustn't." "But if it does?" "Then, sir, I'll give up the show business and go back to Edmeston, where I'll hire out to work on a farm.
Jo and Oliver ran out, and in a moment returned to wrench us all from our corn-cakes that we might welcome the New Limerick boat-club, who were on a pedestrian trip and had come up the Parkman Notch that day. Nice, brave fellows they were, a little foot-sore. Who should be among them but Tom himself and Bob Edmeston.
He visited Edmeston of Mount Edmeston, a neighbour less than fifty miles distant; was occasionally seen at Johnson Hall, with Sir William; or at the bachelor establishment of Sir John, on the Mohawk; and once or twice he so far overcame his indolence, as to consent to serve as a member for a new county, that was called Tryon, after a ruling governor. Hail! sober evening!
During the winter just passed, the lads had been attending the high school at Edmeston, where they made their home, working hard after school hours to keep themselves in good physical condition for the next season's work. Spring came.
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