"Wasn't it great, Bert!" exclaimed Harry, as he and his cousin strolled over the fields. "It certainly was," agreed Bert. "If we could only see the pictures when they are finished," suggested Mabel Herold. "It must be queer to see yourself in the movies." "I think so, too," said Nan. "I'm going to find out where this play will be shown, in some theatre, and maybe mamma will take us to it." "I hope she does," Bert said. "It will be fun to see Freddie falling in." "Poor little fellow!" murmured Nan. "But he was real brave," Mabel added. For several days the Bobbsey twins, their cousin and their country friends talked of the moving pictures in which they had had a part. They went again to the valley, where more scenes were being made, but none were as exciting as the sham-battle. "Aren't they going to shoot any more guns?" asked Freddie, his eyes big and shining with the hope of excitement. "I guess that's all over," spoke Bert. "And I'm glad of it," Nan declared. "So am I," exclaimed Flossie, looking around as though she would hear a boom from a cannon. One day Bert and Harry went alone to the place where the moving picture company had erected tents and log cabins in the valley. They found the men packing things up, taking down the tents and knocking apart the wooden cabins. "Are you all through?" Bert asked Mr. Weston. "All through, my lad," was the answer. "We are going to another place soon, to get different moving pictures. But we'll be here for a day or two yet, at least some of the camera men will. They have to take pictures of a circus parade." "Circus parade!" exclaimed Harry. "Is a circus coming here?" "Well, not exactly here," replied Mr. Weston. "But it is coming to Rosedale--that's the next town--and I am going to have some moving pictures made of it." "The circus coming to Rosedale!" cried Bert, looking at Harry. The same thought came to both of them. "Let's go!" exclaimed Harry, eagerly. "If our folks will let us," added Bert. "Oh, I guess mine will," spoke the country boy. "Circuses don't come around here very often, and when they do, we generally go. I do hope they'll let you come, Bert." "It's going to be a large circus," said Mr. Weston. "They have a good collection of wild animals." "I don't believe they can beat our combination of a wild cat, Snoop, and a crazy turkey gobbler," said Bert to Harry with a laugh, when the two boys were on their way back to the farmhouse. Passing along a country road Bert saw something that caused him to cry out: "Look, there it is, Harry!" "What?" "The circus! See it!" and Bert pointed to a barn.