"Read it quick, Danny! Please! I can't wait!" cried Celia Jane.
Thus besought, Danny read somewhat haltingly, for the "writin'" was in queerly formed letters, these words which are known to all children:
Ask your mother for fifty cents
To see the elephant jump the fence,
He jumped so high he hit the sky
And never came down till the Fourth of July.
"Is that all?" asked Celia Jane, very much disappointed.
"Didn't I just read it to you?" was Danny's rejoinder.
"Then the circus ain't comin', is it?" said Chris.
"It don't say so," replied Nora. "It don't say whether it's comin' or whether it ain't."
"It doesn't say it's a circus," said Danny. "It might be just an 'ad' for—for any old thing."
"For a menajeree?" asked Celia Jane.
"Or chewin' gum?" suggested Chris.