“We was goin’ to make a ockstritch of him,” Sue explained.  “A ockstritch for our circus in the barn.”

“Oh, an ostrich!” laughed Grandpa Brown.  “Well, I’d rather you wouldn’t take my best big rooster.  I have some smaller, and tamer ones, you may take for your circus.”

“Really?” asked Bunny.  “And can we pretend they are ostriches?”

“Yes, you can put them in wooden cages and make believe they are anything you like,” said Grandpa Brown.  “Only, of course, you must be kind to them.”

“Sure!” said Bunny Brown.  “We won’t hurt the roosters.”

“When are you going to have your show?” asked Grandpa Brown.

“Oh, next week,” Bunny answered.  “Some of the boys and girls are coming over to-day, and we’re going to practise in the barn.”

“Well, be careful you don’t get hurt,” said their grandpa.

“And can we have the green-striped calf for a zebra?” Bunny wanted to know.

“Oh, I guess so; yes.  The stripes haven’t worn off him yet, and they won’t for some time.  So you might as well play with him.”

“We don’t want to play with him,” Bunny explained.  “He—­he jumps about too much.  We just want to put him in a cage and make believe he is a wild animal.”

“Like a ockstritch,” added Sue.  The ostrich seemed to be her favorite.

“An ostrich isn’t an animal,” carefully explained Bunny.  “It’s a big bird, and it hides its head in the sand, and they pull out its tail feathers for ladies’ hats.”

“Well, it’s wild, anyhow,” said Sue.

“Yes, it’s wild,” admitted Bunny.

Grandpa Brown showed the children two tame roosters, that would let Bunny and Sue stroke their glossy feathers.

“You may put them in a box, and make believe they are any sort of wild bird or animal you like,” said the farmer.

The children promised to be kind to the roosters.  They did not put them in cages that day, as it was too soon.

That afternoon Tom White, Nellie Bruce, Jimmie Kenny, Sallie Smith and Ned Johnson came over to see Bunny and Sue.  They all went out to the barn, and there they got ready for the circus.  Bunny and Sue, as well as the other children, were to be dressed up in funny clothes, which their mothers said they would make for them.

Bunny was to do some “acts” on the trapeze, and fall down in the hay.  Then he and Sue were to do part of a little Punch and Judy show they had once given, though Bunny, this time, had no big lobster claw to put on his nose.

“All ready now!” called Bunny, when his friends were in the barn.  “All ready to practise for the circus!”

CHAPTER XII

THE LITTLE CIRCUS

“Bunny!  Bunny Brown!  What am I going to be in the circus?  I want to be a clown!”

“Yes, I want to be a clown, too, and throw water over another clown, like I saw in a circus once!”