"
"Very likely he was made up as a colored boy then," said Mr. Brown. "His
lips were too red for a real colored boy's."
"Well, since we are sure of that let's ask the medicine man about him,"
went on Mrs. Brown.
"All right, I'm willing," said Mr. Brown good-naturedly. "We'll wait
until the show is over though."
The medicine man kept on selling bottles. It was getting later now, and
the crowd began to thin out. Seeing this the medicine man announced
there would be no more music or sales that night, but that he would stop
in this town on his next trip.
The flaring lamp was put out, and the medicine man began to close up his
wagon for the night. Mr. Brown stepped up to him. The real or pretended
colored boy was not in sight.
"I'd like to ask you a question," said Mr. Brown to the traveling
medicine seller.
"About my wonderful pain destroyer?" asked "Dr. Perry," as he called
himself.
"No. About that young banjo player you have with you."
"Oh, you mean Professor Rombodno Prosondo?"
"Yes," and Mr. Brown smiled. "I want to know if he is Fred Ward, who has
run away from his home next door to us?"
[Illustration: "NOW TAKE A GOOD LOOK," WHISPERED SUE TO BUNNY.
_Bunny Brown and His Sister Sue on an Auto Tour.
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