me you at one of our little
home reunions, if one can call a tent, that is moved every day in the
week, home."

Toby hardly knew whom Mr. Treat referred to when he said "Mr. Tyler";
but by the time his hands were released from the bony grasp he
understood that it was himself who was spoken to.

The skeleton then formally introduced him to the other guests present,
who were sitting at one end of the tent, and evidently anxiously
awaiting the coming feast.

"These," said Mr. Treat, as he waved his hand toward two white haired,
pink eyed young ladies who sat with their arms twined around each
other's waist, and had been eying the monkey with some appearance of
fear, "are the Miss Cushings, known to the world as the Albino Children;
they command a large salary and form a very attractive feature of our
exhibition."

The young ladies arose at the same time, as if they had been the Siamese
Twins and could not act independently of each other, and bowed.

Toby made the best bow he was capable of; and the monkey made frantic
efforts to escape, as if he would enjoy twisting his paws in their
perpendicular hair.

"And this," continued Mr. Treat, pointing to a sickly, sour looking
individual who was sitting apart from the others, with his arms folded,
and looking as if he was counting the very seconds before the dinner
should begin, "is the wonderful Signor Castro, whose sword swallowing
feats you have doubtless heard of."

Toby stepped back just one step, as if overwhelmed by awe at beholding
the signor in the guise of a humble individual; and the gentleman who
gained his livelihood by swallowing swords unbent his dignity so far
as to unfold his arms and present a very dirty looking hand for Toby
to shake. The boy took hold of the outstretched hand, wondering why the
signor never used soap and water; and Mr. Stubbs, apparently afraid
of the sour looking man, retreated to Toby's shoulder, where he sat
chattering and scolding about the introduction.

Again the skeleton waved his hand, and this time he introduced
"Mademoiselle Spelletti, the wonderful snake charmer, whose exploits
in this country, and before the crowned heads of Europe had caused the
whole world to stand aghast at her daring."

Mademoiselle Spelletti was a very ordinary looking young lady of about
twenty-five years of age, who looked very much as if her name might
originally have been Murphy, and she, too, extended a hand for Toby to
grasp--only her hand w