Tip knew him very well; that is, he knew he lived in a large house and had plenty of money; and he knew, when the men were trying to raise any money, some one was sure to say, "Go to Mr.Douglass; he's always ready to give." Everybody liked Mr.Douglass.He turned around now from looking down the road, and looked down at Tip.
"Well, Tip," he said, "going to the circus ?" Tip shook his head.
"What's the matter ?--no money?
Pity to get so near and not go in; isn't it, pet ?" This last to the dainty little girl whose hand he held.
"Yes," she answered, with a happy smile.

"Papa, why don't mamma come ?" "Oh, she'll be along soon.

Here, sir," to the doorkeeper, handing him twenty-five cents, "let this ragamuffin in.

In with you, Tip, and practise standing on your head for a month to come." It was all done in a hurry; the doorkeeper stepped aside, the crowd jostled and pushed against him, the music burst forth in a new loud swell.

A moment more, and Tip stood in the brightly-lighted room, staring eagerly around him.