He pulled the blanket aside and there everyone saw a small reddish animal, as big as a dog, with a large, bushy tail, a sharp pointed nose, and very bright eyes.
"What is it?" asked Sue. "Oh! what is it?"
"It's a fox," answered her brother. "I once saw one in the real circus where grandpa found his horses the Gypsies took."
"Yes, it is a fox," said Ben. "And a fox just loves to eat chickens and live in the woods."
"Where did you get him," Bunny asked.
"Oh, one of the boys caught him in a trap, and saved him for the circus. He is going to tame him, but the fox is quite wild yet."
And indeed the fox was. For he jumped about, and tried to bite and scratch his way out of the cage. But the wooden bars were too strong for him.
The people who had come to the circus gotten up by the big boys, stood for some time looking at the fox, which was a real wild animal. Some of the farmers, though they had lived in the country all their lives, had never seen a fox before.
"Now, if you will come down this way!" said Ben, as he started toward a place in the tent that had been curtained off, "I will show you our trained bear."
"Oh, is it real?" asked Sue.