You must make yourself as useful to him as you can.
I'm relying on you to be a man, and very plucky.
"Good-by, little son. I will come as soon as I can.
"Your loving Father."
Hugh read it over three times. He did not in the least realize what it meant. Father had gone off to get work, and of course, if he had asked Mr. Peterson to look after him, Mr. Peterson would do it like a shot. That—why, that meant he would go with the Circus!
"Golly!" he said. "Why—I'11 be going with Tinker!" A great wave of joy swept over him. He dropped his letter, picked up the other envelope, and tore out of the house.
"Mr. Peterson! Mr. Peterson!"
Big Dan was busy. Always, when on the move, a hundred details claimed his attention, and this morning several things had gone wrong. A loose tire on a lorry, which should have been detected by the Circus blacksmith the day before, had to be dealt with: the smith, smarting under his employer's comments, was hurriedly lighting a fire. One of the grooms had been caught in the act of smoking as he handled the hay for the morning feed a thing strictly forbidden: Big Dan had used his hand as well as his tongue in dealing with it. The cook was late with breakfast, and grumbled at the distance his mate had to carry water from the creek: and the largest elephant had amused himself by breaking a paling of the fence. Since an elephant could not be argued with,