When I ran away I made up my mind I'd never go back, but would try
to get work in some city and also try to find my sister Grace. But
I ran short of money and then I came out here, thinking I could get
work on some farm, or go with some sportsmen to carry their traps
for 'em. But I didn't find any farms out here, and the only
sportsmen I met were some well-dressed young fellows who jeered
me and called me a scarecrow---I suppose on account of my shabby
clothes." The circus boy still wore the big suit of rags the
young hunters had noticed before.
"Must have been Ham Spink and his crowd," murmured Whopper. "It
would be just like them to do that."
In spite of the color in his cheeks the young hunters could see
that the circus lad was far from strong. He was nervous, and
evidently needed plenty of food and a rest.
Having heard the runaway's tale, Snap and the others told something
about themselves. Tommy listened with keen interest, and presently
his eyes showed considerable enthusiasm.
"I wish I was going with you," he said. "Such an outing would suit
me down to the ground.
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