“Every day except Sunday,” sighed Eva. “I wouldn’t mind, if only I could learn to do that somersault the right way.”
“One must keep trying,” said Connie soberly. “That’s how it is when you’re a Brownie Scout. Miss Gordon says if a job is hard, one always should do his best.”
“Scouts always are courageous too,” added Veve. “And they believe in being courteous, kind, helpful and fair.”
“I’d give anything to be a Brownie Scout,” sighed Eva. “But I never can.”
While the little circus girl rested, her mother and father led another horse into the ring. They were trying to train it for their act. For a long while they merely kept the horse trotting around the circle at an even pace.
“A rosinback must be trained so he’ll never miss a single step,” explained Eva to her friends.
“Why do you call your horse a rosinback?” asked Veve, who was learning a great deal about circus animals.
“Oh, that’s because we rub powdered rosin on their backs,” answered Eva. “We do it so a performer won’t slip and fall. A horse’s hide is real slick.”
After a while Mr. and Mrs. Leitsall announced that the horse was ready for his next lesson.
“How would you girls like to help train him?” Eva’s father asked.