h with this business." So the Warner twins and Will
Dawson went back by the road and the rest of us went in the house with
Harry and Mr. Hasbrook.

When we got in the parlor, Harry looked over the paper and found a big ad.
This is how it read:

COSTELLO'S MAMMOTH SHOW!
THREE DAYS IN KINGSTON.

BEASTS OF THE JUNGLE.
WORLD'S CONGRESS OF FREAKS.
DARING ACROBATS.

JIB JAB, THE WORLD'S MYSTERY.
SEE HIM!
IS HE HUMAN?
GRAND STREET PARADE TO-MORROW.
AT THREE P. M. SEE THE ELEPHANTS.
FREE! FREE! FREE!

TWO PERFORMANCES DAILY.
COME!

GRANDEST COMBINATION OF WONDERS
EVER GATHERED UNDER CANVAS.
SUPERB SPECTACLE

GORGEOUS! STUPEFYING!
ASTOUNDING!

Harry Donnelle said, "I rather like Mr. Costello already; he's so modest.
I bet he's one of those quiet, retiring little _'after you, please'_ men
that blushes when you speak to him. We'll just drop him a line and one of
you kids can hike it over to Saugerties and catch an early train down to
Kingston and hand it to him."

I said, "I'll go."

But he said, "No, you've had adventures enough and if they ever get you in
a circus they'll keep you there in the _congress of freaks_." So it was
decided that Dorry Benton would go.

While we were waiting for the fellows to come back with our stuff, Harry
wrote the letter and this is what he said. It's copied word for word out
of our hike record:

Mr. Rinaldo Costello, Proprietor,
Costello's Mammoth Show.
Kingston, N. Y.

Dear Sir:

This is to inform you that your leopard, Marshall Foch, has
been captured by a boy scout and is alive and well, save that
he is suffering from nervous shock and requires to have his
face washed.

You may call in your armed posse. You are greatly mistaken in
supposing that leopards may not be captured alive. It requires
only the proper apparatus.

The bearer of this letter will give you any further information
which you may require, and we shall be glad to see you here, as
soon as it may be convenient for