“It must be a lion from thet circus at Hopsville, Daniel, an’ if so, they’ll come after him.”
“Well, they better take him away,” growled the old farmer.
While they were talking a loud shouting was heard on the road, and presently half a dozen men on horseback came into view.
All were heavily armed, and several carried lassoes and ropes.
They were a party from the circus on the search for the lion.
Leo heard them coming and ran down the road to meet them.
“Hi, boy! Seen anything of a lion around here?” asked the leader.
“Indeed I have,” laughed Leo.
“Where is he?” demanded another of the crowd quickly.
“Over in the dooryard of that farmhouse.”