Part 42 (2/2)

Down ca the place in deep darkness The people were fairly beside theht But still that boyish voice was heard above the uproar:

”Sit still! Sit still!”

The wholenorthward like a sail suddenly ripped frohty blow of the storm had been more than canvas and painted poles could stand

CHAPTER XXIII

THE LION HUNT

For a

”Bring lights,so near the outer edges of the tent, the people had escaped almost without injury Many had been bruised as the canvas swept over theh between the seats to the ground, where they were in little danger

”Wait till the lights come! Phil! Phil!”

Phil Forrest did not answer He had been knocked clear into the center of the arena by a falling quarter pole, and stunned

The Circus Boy's head was pretty hard, however, and nohis way out of the wreck

”Phillip!”

”Here!”

”Thank heaven,” muttered the showht?” Mr Sparling made his way in Phil's direction

”Yes Ho”As soon as the lights are on and all this stuff hauled out of the e shall know”

Most of the canvas had been blown from the circus arena proper so that little was left there save the seats, a portion of the bandstand, the wrecks of the ruined poles and circus properties, together with so

By this time the tornado, for such it had developed into, had passed entirely and thedown into the darkened circus arena, lighting it up brightly

About that tiht The people had rushed down fro top had bloay

”I want all who have been injured to wait until I can see the ”Many of you owe your lives to this young man Had you started when the blow came many of you would have been killed Has anyone been seriously hurt?”

A chorus of ”no's” echoed froh of relief A bare half dozen had to be helped down fro debris, but beyond that no one obeyed Mr Sparling's request to re under the seats to see if by any chance injured persons had fallen through They helped a few out and these walked hurriedly away, bent on getting off the circus lot as quickly as possible after their exciting experiences

”No one killed, Phil”