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Updated: June 6, 2025
The look that Whiteface turned on Jerry sent a warm glow surging over his body. He liked Whiteface and was happy in the knowledge that Whiteface liked him. He watched the clown fasten the life-size toy bulldog to the back of his costume.
Then the boy next to him got up and the woman and the girl took their seats while Jerry and the boy sat down in the front row, Jerry at the very end. He would be close enough to touch Whiteface the next time he came around. He had forgotten all about Danny and Chris and the trick Celia Jane had played on him.
"Helen," said Whiteface, "you mustn't let your hopes get too high." "He is an orphan," observed Mr. Burrows, "his brother here said so," and he pointed at Chris. "He's not my brother," interposed Chris quickly. "Father found him before he died and brought him home." "Then it is Gary! It is!" exclaimed the beautiful lady. "As if I wouldn't know him his eyes, his hair and his lips!
Jerry shut his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them Whiteface and the other clowns were all doing something there right in front of him. Whiteface was placing his bulldog down on the ground and Jerry kept fascinated eyes on him.
The keeper put up a little ladder against the elephant's side and Whiteface ran lightly up it and deposited Jerry on a cushioned seat that ran around the little house on Sultana's back that he called a howdah. Then he helped Mrs. Bowe up and sat down by her. The keeper had taken the ladder away when Jerry again saw Danny and Chris looking up at him in envy.
They planned to go up over the shoulder of Whiteface in the brilliant moonlight and shoot down a long, bare slope which was known as The Slide, where years before an avalanche had torn its way downward leaving bare earth in its wake. This V-shaped scar on the face of the mountain was now covered with a smooth expanse of snow an ideal avenue for a swift and thrilling descent of the mountain.
He did not pick out Whiteface the first time the clowns came out, there were so many of them and they looked so much alike with their white faces and red mouths. But just after the dancing horses had left the tent and the clowns swarmed in again, Jerry saw one of them stop and look up at the boys above him. He had a bulldog under his arm.
Jerry heard the strident voice of the elephant-tender commanding Sult Anna to lower him and the man started to jab the elephant in the trunk, but Whiteface shouted: "Don't touch the elephant! She knows the boy!" "He's not hurt at all!" cried an amazed voice in the crowd. "Take your seats! There is no danger!" Whiteface called to the frightened and huddled mass at the top tiers of seats.
"Have you, Jerry?" "No," said Jerry. "Robert, help me down!" called the beautiful lady on the elephant. Whiteface set Jerry down and with two of the elephant keepers went to Sultana's side and caught the woman as she half slid, half jumped from her high seat. As soon as she touched the ground, the lady ran to Jerry and he found himself gathered convulsively in her arms. "Oh, Gary, my son!
Jerry was dumfounded and so must Danny and Chris have been, for they gasped. The voice that issued from the lips of the strange man was the voice of Whiteface, the clown, the new-found father of Jerry! Jerry's thoughts were paralyzed for a minute and he could only stare up at Robert Bowe, ordinary citizen, in stupefaction.
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