Hapgood's Grove had been selected by the agent as the place in which the performance should be given.
"Don't they give an afternoon show ?" asked Mrs.Williams.
"Sure not," said Harry curtly.

"It isn't a museum." "Of course not," added Anderson Crow reflectively.

"It's a troupe." The next morning, bright and early, Mark Riley fared forth with paste and brush.

Before noon, the board fences, barns and blank walls of Tinkletown flamed with great red and blue letters, twining in and about the portraits of Shakespeare, Manager Boothby, Rosalind, Orlando, and an extra king or two in royal robes.

A dozen small boys spread the hand bills from the _Banner_ presses, and Tinkletown was stirred by the excitement of a sensation that had not been experienced since Forepaugh's circus visited the county seat three years before.