He smiled grimly at this novel form of revenge. But really he was very much in earnest.
"Something will have to be done," Joe decided. But he did not know just what.
In due time he reached the town where the circus was showing. As Joe's train pulled in he saw, on a siding, the big yellow cars, with the name Sampson Brothers painted on their sides. There were the flat vehicles on which the big animal cages stood, box cars for the horses and elephants and the sleeping cars in which the company traveled.
"Oh, but it's good to get back!" exclaimed Joe.
The parade was in progress as he walked along the main street. He did not stop to watch it, having seen it often enough. Besides he was anxious to talk to Helen, and he knew he would find her at the tent at this hour, since she was not in the parade.
As Joe turned in at the circus lots he saw several of the attendants and canvasmen.
"Hello!" they called cheerily. "Glad to see you with us again!"
"And I'm glad to be back!" Joe exclaimed heartily. "How's everything?"
"Oh, fine."
"Had any trouble?"