Susy would help him, having grown up a lady, and they would both together issue provisions and rations from the door of the wagon to the gathered crowds.

He would be known as the "White Chief," his Indian name being "Suthin of a Pup." He would have a circus van attached to the train, in which he would occasionally perform.

He would also have artillery for protection.

There would be a terrific engagement, and he would rush into the wagon, heated and blackened with gunpowder; and Susy would put down an account of it in a book, and Mrs.Peyton--for she would be there in some vague capacity--would say, "Really, now, I don't see but what we were very lucky in having such a boy as Clarence with us.

I begin to understand him better." And Harry, who, for purposes of vague poetical retaliation, would also drop in at that moment, would mutter and say, "He is certainly the son of Colonel Brant; dear me!" and apologize.