all
around, Sam told of what had happened since he had started out to have
his hair cut.

"Well, you've had your share of happenings," declared Mrs. Rover. "It
is a wonder you are alive to tell of them."

"We ought to go after Lew Flapp," said Dick. "He ought to be arrested
by all means."

"Yes, but where are you going to look for him?"

"Perhaps he will take the late train to-night from Oak Run."

"That's an idea," came from Tom. "Let us watch the train."

This was decided upon, and he and Dick, accompanied by their father,
went to Oak Run that evening for that purpose. But Lew Flapp and Dan
Baxter took the train from a station three miles away, so the quest was
unsuccessful.

"I guess he didn't let the grass grow under his feet," said Sam, the
next morning. "No doubt he was badly scared."

"What could he have been doing in this neighborhood?" asked Dick.

"I give it up."

During the day Sam got his hair cut and also returned the clothing
loaned to him by the cemetery keeper's daughter. While in Oak Run he
met the fellow who was distributing circus bills.

"You want to be more careful when distributing bills," said he to the
man.

"What's the matter with you?" growled the circus agent.

"You scared my horse yesterday and made him run away."

"Oh, go tumble over yourself," growled the fellow, and turned away.

The manner of the man angered Sam, and likewise angered Tom, who
happened to be along.

"Some of those circus chaps think they own the earth," was Tom's
comment. "I've a good mind to go to his old circus and have some fun
with the outfit."

"Just the thing, Tom! Let us ask the others to go too. I haven't seen a
circus in a long time."

"Well, this won't be much to look at. But we may get some fun out of
it," added Tom, with a sly wink.

"Yes, there is sure to be fun when you are around," added his younger
brother, with a laugh.

When the circus was mentioned at home Dick said he would be glad to go
and so did Fred.

"It is Frozzler's Grand Aggregation of Attractions," said Tom, looking
over one of the showbills. "The Most Stupendous Exhibition on Earth.
Daring bareback riding, trained elephants and a peanut-eating contest,
likewise an egg-hunting raffle. All for a quarter, twenty-five cents."

"What is an egg-hunting raffle?" questioned Fred.

"He's fooling you, Fred," answered Sam. "You mustn't believe all Tom
says."

"Thus doth mine own flesh go back on me," came from Tom, with