“Are you already?” asked Bully of his brother.
“Yes,” answered Bawly.
“Then take a long breath, and jump as hard as you can,” said Bully. So they both took long breaths, crouched down on their hind legs, and then both together, simultaneously and most extraordinarily, they jumped. My, what a jump it was! Bigger than the time when they got away from the alligator. Right over the elephant’s back they jumped, and they landed on a pile of soft straw so they weren’t hurt a bit. My! You should have heard the people cheer and clap!
“Good!” cried the clown. “That was a great jump! Will you stay in the circus with me? I will pay you as much as I pay my dog.”
“Oh, no! They must go home,” said their papa, as Bully and Bawly went back to their seats. “That is, after the circus is over,” said Mr. No-Tail.
So the frog boys saw the rest of the show, and afterward all their friends told them how brave it was to do what they had done.
And for a long time after that whenever any one mentioned what good jumpers Bully and Bawly were, Sammie Littletail would say:
“Ah, but you should have seen them in the circus one day.”
And on the next page, if the lilac bush in our back yard doesn’t reach in through the window, and take off my typewriter ribbon to wear to Sunday school, I’ll tell you about Bully and Bawly playing Indian.