. Toby Tyler : or, Ten weeks with a circus . would be moreproper to say retarded — by the long lash of Mr. Castleswhip, that played around his legs with merciless severity. Stand up! stand up! cried his instructor, as Tobyreeled first to one side and then to the other, now standingerect in the saddle, and now dangling at the end of therope, with the horse almost out from under him. This command seemed needless, as it was exactly whatToby was trying to do; but as it was given he struggledall the harder, until it seemed to him that the more he triedthe less did he succeed. And this first lesson
. Toby Tyler : or, Ten weeks with a circus . would be moreproper to say retarded — by the long lash of Mr. Castleswhip, that played around his legs with merciless severity. Stand up! stand up! cried his instructor, as Tobyreeled first to one side and then to the other, now standingerect in the saddle, and now dangling at the end of therope, with the horse almost out from under him. This command seemed needless, as it was exactly whatToby was trying to do; but as it was given he struggledall the harder, until it seemed to him that the more he triedthe less did he succeed. And this first lesson progressed in about the same wayuntil the hour was over, save that now and then Mr. Castlewould give him some good advice, but oftener he wouldtwist the long lash of the whip around the boys legs withsuch force that Toby believed the skin had been taken en-tirely off. It may have been a relief to Mr. Castle when this firstlesson was concluded, and it certainly was to Toby, for hehad had all the teaching in horsemanship that he wanted, •. ( * THE FIUST LESSON. Ten Weeks with a Circiis. 175 and he thought, with deepest sorrow, that this would be ofdaily occurrence during all the time he remained with thecircus. As he went out of the tent he stopped to speak with hisfriend the old monkey, and his troubles seemed to have in-creased when he stood in front of the cage calling ! Mr. Stubbs! and the old fellow would not evencome down from off the lofty perch where he was engagedin monkey gymnastics with several younger seemed to him, as he afterward told Ben, as if had gone back on him because he knew that lie o was in trouble. When he went toward the booth Mr. Lord looked at himaround the corner of the canvas—for it seemed to Tobythat his employer could look around a square corner withmuch greater ease than he could straight ahead—with adisagreeable leer in his eye, as though he enjoyed the mis-ery which he knew his little clerk had just underg
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