“Oh, how glad Sam will be!” said Sue.  “Now we can have the circus all right.”

And so the white mice were found.  They had gotten out of their cage in the tent, and had, somehow or other, found their way to the farmhouse.  There they had hid themselves away, until that night when they came out into Mr. Brown’s room.

“Well, I’m glad they are found,” said Mrs. Brown.  “Give them something to eat, and put them in a box until morning.”

This Mr. Brown did, after Bunny and Sue had held in their hands the queer pets, which had such funny pink eyes.

“I want to see them do some tricks,” said Sue.

“Sam can hitch them to a little cart and drive them,” said Bunny.  “He told me so.”

The mice were put safely away ready for the circus the next day, and soon the house was quiet, with everyone asleep.

The sun was brightly shining.  There was just enough wind to make it cool, and the weather was perfectly fine for the circus.  Bunny, Sue, Bunker and Ben were up early that morning, for there was still much to do.

Sam, the boy who owned the white mice, came over to ask if his pets had been found.  And when told that they were safe in a box down in the cellar, he was very happy indeed.

“I must put them back in their cage, and let them practise a few of their tricks,” he said.  “They may have forgotten some as they have been away from me so long.”

Bunny and Sue had to get their things ready.  They were to have a little place in the big tent to dress and get ready for their act.  They were the smallest folks in the circus, and everyone was anxious to see what they would do.

On the big, as well as on the little, tent the boys had fastened flags.  Some were the regular stars and stripes of our own country, and other flags were just pieces of bright-colored cloth that the boys’ mothers had given them.  But the tents looked very pretty in the bright and sparkling sunshine, with the gay banners fluttering.

Just as in a real circus, the people who came were to go first into the animal tent, and from there on into the one with the seats, where they would watch the performance.

Soon after dinner the farmers and their wives, with such of their children who were not taking part in the show, began to come.

“Right this way to see the wild animals!” called Ben Hall, who was making believe he was a lion tamer.  “This way for the wild animals!  Come one!  Come all!”

The people crowded into the small tent.  All around the sides were wooden boxes, with wooden slats.  These were the “cages.”

“Now watch the trained white mice!” cried Ben.  “The big circus is about to begin!”

“Over this way!  Over this way!” cried Sam, as he stood on a box with his trained white mice in their cage in front of him.  “Right this way to see the wonderful trained white mice, which escaped from their cage and were caught by brave Mr. Brown and his wife!”