ACTS NOT ON THE BILLS It was now almost time for the ring performance to begin. Dick had purchased so-called reserved seats for the crowd, paying an additional ten cents for each seat, but when they reached the tent with the ring they found that the reserved seats were merely a creation of fancy on the part of the circus owner. Giles Frozzler had had imitation chair bottoms painted on the long boards used for seats and each of these buttons was numbered. "This is a snide, sure," said Sam. "Well, there is one thing about it, they can't crowd you," answered Dick. And that was the one advantage the "reserved seats" afforded. On the common seats the spectators were crowded just as closely as possible, until the seats threatened to break down with the weight put upon them. There was a delay in opening the ring performance and for a very good reason. In the dressing tent Giles Frozzler was having great difficulty in persuading his leading lady rider and his clown to go on. Both wanted their pay for the past two weeks. "I shall not ride a step until I am paid," said the equestrienne, with a determined toss of her head. "And I don't do another flip-flap," put in the clown. "Oh, come, don't talk like that," argued Giles Frozzler. "I'll pay you to-morrow, sure." "No." "I'll pay you to-night--just as soon as the performance is over. Just see what a crowd we have--the money is pouring in." At this the lady bareback rider hesitated, and finally said she would go on. But the clown would not budge. "I may be a clown in the ring, but not in the dressing room," said he, tartly. "I want my pay, or I don't go on." "All right then, you can consider yourself discharged," cried Giles Frozzler. He had started in the circus business as a clown and thought he could very well fill his employee's place for a day or two. In the meantime he would send to the city for another clown whom he knew was out of a situation. At last the show began with what Frozzler termed on his handbills the Grand Opening Parade, consisting of the two elephants, two ladies on horseback, two circus hands on horseback, the little bear, who was tame, and several educated dogs. In the meantime the band, consisting of seven pieces, struck up a march which was more noise than harmony. "Here's your grand circus," whispered Sam. "Beats the Greatest Show on Earth to bits, doesn't it?" "I'll wager a big tomato against a peck of clams that I can get up a better show myself, and do it blindfolded, too," returned Tom. The grand opening at an end, there was a bit of juggling by a juggler who made several bad breaks in his act, and then came the lady bareback rider. At the same time, Frozzler came out, dressed in a clown's suit and painted up. "Hullo, there's that chap again!" cried Dick. "He must be running half the show himself." "How are you to-morrow?" sang out the clown. And after doing a flip-flap, he continued: "Mr. Ringmaster, what's the difference between your knife and me?"