rselves," laughed the
conductor. "You get off three blocks from here, and then you'll be right
near the dog show. Good luck to you!"

"Thank you," replied Teddy and Janet.

They saw the tent--a small one with a few flags on it--almost as soon as
they alighted from the trolley car. It was about three o'clock, and a
crowd about the tent showed that the performance was going on, or would
soon start.

Professor Montelli's name was painted on a strip of canvas over the
entrance to the tent, and on either side were painted pictures of dogs
doing all sorts of queer tricks. One picture was that of a dog jumping
off a high platform into a tank of water.

"Oh, if we could only make our monkey Jack do a trick like that!"
whispered Janet to Teddy.

"Maybe we can," he whispered back, as they walked up to the tent. "But
monkeys don't like water, I guess. We might get Skyrocket to do the jump.
We'll try. But now let's see if Tip or Top are here in this show."

A man standing in a booth outside the tent was calling out in a loud
voice:

"Step right up, ladies and gentlemen! Step right up, boys and girls! The
big show is about to begin!"

He ruffled a bundle of red tickets in his hand and went on:

"Pay your dime and step right up. You'll see the world-famed aggregation
of canine cut-ups! The funniest dogs you ever saw doing the funniest
tricks! There are hound dogs, bulldogs, setter dogs, fox terriers, big
dogs, little dogs, all good dogs, and some poodle dogs!"

Ted and Janet looked at each other.

"Poodles!" whispered the Curlytops.

Tip and Top were white poodles!

"Come on! Let's go in!" said Teddy boldly.

He stepped up to the booth, bought two tickets, and he and Janet went
into the tent. At one end was a raised platform, hung about with red
cloth. On the platform were some chairs, a table, some pedestals, some
paper-covered hoops and other things used in the dog tricks. There were
also some board benches, like circus seats, in the tent.

"Come on up front, where we can see the dogs better," said Ted to his
sister. "If we see Tip or Top we'll call them right down to us off the
platform."

There were as yet not many persons in the tent, and the Curlytops had no
trouble getting front seats. Then they anxiously waited for the
performance to begin, which it did in a little while.

Out on the platform came a man with a very black moustache and a little
whip. The moustache was under his nose and the whip in his ha