It was with a sad and yet singing heart that Jerry followed his father and mother out to Sultana,—­sad at leaving behind all that had made his life and his world the past three years, and singing at the thought of the new world and the new life he was about to enter into, with a father and mother of his very own, a circus twice a day, every day in the week but Sunday, and elephants to ride upon.

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[Transcriber’s Note:  All punctuation normalized.]