he had had a good time. Some of
the little folks wanted to see it all over again, but Bunny said that
could not be done. The grown folks said Bunny Brown and his sister Sue
were very clever to get up such a nice little show.

"But of course we didn't do it all," explained Bunny, who like to have
others share in the praise. "We never could have done it if grandpa
hadn't let us take his barn, or if Bunker and Ben hadn't helped us. It
was as much their show as it was ours."

"Yes, Bunker and Ben were very good to help you," said Bunny's mother.
"And now I think it is time for you and Sue to wash and get ready for
supper."

"I'd like to have a bigger show, in a tent Some day," said Bunny.

"Yes, that would be nice," agreed Sue.

"Well, if I'd known you wanted a tent instead of my barn, I could have
given you one," said Grandpa Brown.

"Oh, have you really a tent?" asked Bunny, eagerly.

"Yes, it's an old army tent. Not very big, though. When I used to go
camping with some old soldier friends of mine we took it with us. It's
up in the attic now, I guess. But your circus is over, so you won't want
a tent now."

"Maybe we'll have another circus some day," suggested Bunny. "Then could
we take your army tent?"

"Oh, I guess so."

And when Bunny, Sue and the children and the grown folks had left the
barn, Bunker Blue said to Ben Hall:

"Say, it wouldn't be such a bad idea to get up a circus among us big
boys; would it?"

"Yes, it might be fun."

"If Mr. Brown has a tent we could use that, and we might borrow another.
Would you like to do that, Ben?"

"I might."

"Say, look here!" exclaimed Bunker, "why don't you tell us more about
yourself? You know something about a real circus."

"What makes you think so?" Ben asked.

"Oh, because I do. Were you ever in one?"

Instead of answering Ben cried:

"Look out! That plank is going to fall on your foot!"

Ben and Bunker were putting away the boxes and boards that had been used
for seats in the circus. And, as Ben spoke, one of the boards slipped
off a box. Bunker pulled his foot away, but not in time to prevent being
struck by the board.

"Ouch!" he cried, and then he forgot that he had asked Ben about that
boy's having been in a circus. Ben was glad he did not have to answer
that question.

When Bunker and Ben had made the barn look as neat as it was before the
little circus was held, and when the blue stripes had been washed off
Splash, the two big boys