onkey looked down at the other bit of fruit.

"Come on, Jack! Jump!" cried Teddy.

And to the delight of the Curlytops, Jack jumped his very best, landing
in the net and bouncing up and down.

"Good trick! Good trick!" cried the trolley car conductor, clapping the
loudest of all.

After that Jack did a number of other simple tricks, and then it was time
for Trouble to come on in his act. Only a few knew what the little fellow
was to do. But when the curtains on the stage were pulled apart by Mrs.
Martin and the little fellow walked out, dressed like the pictures of
Cupid on valentines, driving the dog and cat harnessed to the wagon, with
queer Miss Muffin on the seat, you should have heard the people laugh and
clap!

"Didap! Didap!" cried Trouble to his dog and cat team. "Didap an' go
fast!"

Around the stage went Skyrocket and Turnover, behaving very nicely; and
when he had made one round Trouble stood in the middle of the stage and
made a low bow, as his mother had taught him to do.

"He's a cute little chap!" said Policeman Cassidy.

And then came the last scene of all, where Ted, Janet, Trouble and their
boy and girl helpers, with all the pets, except the parrot, alligator and
rats and mice, marched around the stage, while the mouth organ was loudly
played.

"That's the end of the show! Much obliged to you all for coming!" called
out Teddy.

"And let's see how much we made for the orphans!" exclaimed Janet, before
any of the audience had a chance to leave.

There was a laugh at this.

"You did very well, Curlytops, and Trouble also," said Mrs. Martin, as
the children began to take off their costumes, for they had all dressed
especially for the occasion.

"I never thought the pets would act so well," added Mr. Martin.

"And did we make much money?" Janet wanted to know.

Mr. Martin was counting it. As he dropped the last penny back into the
cash box he announced:

"It is ninety-nine dollars and one cent."

"Well, here's ninety-nine cents to make it an even hundred dollars!"
cried a jolly voice at the tent entrance, and in walked a man who seemed
to be a stranger. But at the second look Mr. Martin cried:

"Uncle Toby!"

"Yes, Uncle Toby!" laughed the man. "I got here a little too late for the
show, but you can give it over again for me, and I'll put as much again
in the collection box as you have there. How are all my pets?" and he
laughed again and looked at the Curlytops as well as at the an