BILLY AND NANNIE WERE ON EITHER SIDE OF THE BULL,
STICKING THEIR LONG HORNS INTO HIM.
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Once in, they hid under the seats of the grandstand until they laid their plans—what they would do, where they would go and where they would meet.
“There is no use of our trying to keep together,” said Billy, “for if we do we will be stoned and clubbed and have no fun, so I say we separate and each amuse himself in the way he likes best, but that we all meet the other side of the town where we are to join Nannie.”
“The plan suits me to a tee,” said Button.
“And me too,” said Stubby.
“I think the first thing I will do will be to look up that dairy you were speaking of,” said Button.
“As for me,” replied Stubby, “I shall smell out those roast chickens and ducks. Where do you plan to go first?”
“I was just thinking I would go over to the fat stock show and while I looked around for old friends I would incidentally eat up some of the corn and oats that had been given to them. There is sure to be plenty left as their owners will be stuffing them to keep them fat.”
“Gee! Look at the crowd pouring in. And it is so early. We better get started before the crowd is so great we can’t get near anything. Au revoir, fellows, until we meet again! And be sure you turn up at the trysting-place!” And with a whirl of his tail Billy was off, running under the seats toward the fat stock exhibit.
