"Frank told me so," he went on, "and I saw them eat hay. They eat a
awful lot, and one of them took all my peanuts."
"Well, I'll buy you some more," said Uncle Daniel with a laugh. "You
deserve it after the trouble you have had--getting lost and all that."
"I--I wasn't losted!" declared Freddie again. "I knew--"
"Oh, look at the balloons!" cried Flossie, as she saw a man outside
the circus grounds selling the red, green and yellow gas-bags. "I want
one, mamma!" cried the little girl.
"And so do I!" added Freddie, forgetting what he was going to say
about not being lost "I want a balloon!"
They each had one, and then the children and older folks took their
places in the wagon, and soon were on their way to Meadow Brook farm
again, talking over the wonderful good time they had had.
"I'm coming to the circus to-morrow," announced Freddie, as though
going to circuses was all there was to do in this world.
"The circus won't be there," said Bert.
"Won't be there? Where will it go?" asked Freddie, wonderingly.
"It will travel to the next town," Bert went on. "A circus stays in a
town only one day, unless it's a very big place.
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