Part 21 (2/2)
”Yes, I know; but what is the act?”
”What do you say, fellows--don't you think the human football would fit hi,” answered the performers thus appealed to
Mr Miaco, the head cloas bending over his trunk, his sides shaking with laughter, but Teddy did not happen to observe him, nor had he noticed that the head clown had had no part in the conversation
”The human football?” questioned Teddy dubiously
”Yes”
”What's that?”
”Oh, you dress up in funny e ball”
”But what do I do after I have become a football?”
”Oh, you roll around in the arena, falling all over yourself and everybody who happens to get in your way; you bounce up and down and make all sorts of funny--”
”Oh, I know,” cried Teddy enthusiastically ”I saw a fellow do that in a show once He would fall on the ground on his back, then bounce up into the air several feet”
”You've hit it,” replied a clown dryly
”I rehed and shouted I'll bet I'dthat”
”You would!” shouted the perfor in Batavia, New York, on a rainy night, with rather a small house expected, so no better time could have been chosen for Teddy's first appearance as a clown
”Had I better speak to Mr Sparling about it?”
”Well, what do you think, fellows?”
”Oh, no, no! The old h, he'll be tickled half to death”
”What do you say? Is it a go, Tucker?”
”Well, I'll think about it”
Teddy strolled out in the paddock, where he walked up and down a few tiht about the proposition, the rew He could see himself the center of attraction, and he could alht of the multitude
”They'll be surprised But I don't believe I had better go on without first speaking to Mr Sparling He e me
He's had his eye ontent But I won't tell Phil I'll just give hih when he sees , the lad ran through the tents out to the front door, where he asked for Mr Sparling, knowing that by this time the owner's tent had been taken down and packed for shi+p squadron
He learned that Mr Sparling was soerie tent