"Hold on to me, Dinah!" cried Freddie. "Hold on to me. I won't let him
bite you!"
More cages of wild animals rumbled past, but most of the beasts slept
peacefully. Only the lion seemed to want to get out, and far down the
street his roar could be heard.
"He's a new lion," said someone in the crowd. "He isn't used to being
shut up, and he is trying to get out."
"Well, I hope he done stays shut up," murmured Dinah.
The parade came to an end at last, with the steam piano bringing up in
the rear of the procession. The man played puffy little tunes, with a
tooting chorus that made one want to dance.
[Illustration: THEN CAME A HERD OF ELEPHANTS.]
"Now for lunch, and then to see the big show," said Uncle Daniel, as
he led the way back to where the wagon had been left.
And what a jolly party it was, to sit in the straw and eat nice
sandwiches, pies, cookies and cakes Martha and Dinah had put into the
baskets. There was lemonade, too, and if it was not pink, like the
kind the circus men sold, it was much better and sweeter.
"But when are we going into the circus?" Freddie wanted to know.
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