k where the
goldfish flitted about.

"Hurrah!" cried Joe, as the water splashed up, and the little dog swam
to the edge of the tank to be lifted out by his master. "Hurrah! We'll
have a diving dog yet!"

"But I'm afraid it will be some time before you can get him to stay
under water as long as you do," said Mr. Fleet.

However, the first part was accomplished, and for several days after
that Toto was given frequent practice in jumping into the tank, Joe not
having yet taken his place beneath the surface.

Then one afternoon, when it was thought that Toto had lost all fear of
the water, since he did the trick as naturally as he did some of his
older ones, Joe got in the tank, and Mr. Fleet called to the dog to
jump.

But the little animal flatly refused to leave the platform. No urging
or coaxing could make it take the jump. Whether the sight of Joe in the
tank frightened Toto, or whether the form of the boy fish was unduly
magnified to the dog because of the fact that Joe was under the
surface, could only be guessed at. The fact remained that Toto refused
to jump, though when Joe climbed dripping out the dog quickly jumped
in.

"Now, what do you think of that!" exclaimed Mr. Fleet. "Well, I've been
up against just as queer things in a different way when training other
dogs. You'll get them to the point of doing a trick, and maybe because
a new kind of fly buzzes around their ears they balk. But we won't give
up."

"Maybe it we try it when the tent is crowded, and the music is playing,
it will be different," suggested Joe. "Let's do it."

"But if he balks in public it will spoil the act," suggested Mr. Fleet,
"and we don't want that to happen. We'll keep on practising in
private."

And so they did, but Toto refused to make the jump while Joe was in the
tank, and the boy fish had about concluded to give up the trick and
think of something else.

"Though I do want to do it," he said. "Maybe we could break in another
dog."

"I haven't another one who will jump as fearlessly as Toto does,"
objected the trainer. "No, we'll have to stick to him."

The circus reached a town where a two days' stay was to be made. There
was a good attendance the first day, and as the weather was fine the
circus folk were in high spirits, for a combination of good weather and
good crowds is the best thing in the world for a circus.

Joe, musing on some way of making Toto do the jumping trick, had gone
into the animal tent a few