James Whitcomb Riley in prose and picture . never to be realized. The snare drum,however, did enter into Rileys life laterin years. He had other dreams. Hewanted to be a showman—the man whodrove ahead of the circus parade in a littlewagon. If he should fail in this ambitionhe wanted to be the man who drove thehorses of the lions cage. If possible, hewanted to own the golden chariots, thebig tents, the beautiful horses for thebeautiful princesses and the red lemonadewhich the circus men sold. Then again, if fortune failed him andhe could not be the man who owned thecircus or the man who drove t
James Whitcomb Riley in prose and picture . never to be realized. The snare drum,however, did enter into Rileys life laterin years. He had other dreams. Hewanted to be a showman—the man whodrove ahead of the circus parade in a littlewagon. If he should fail in this ambitionhe wanted to be the man who drove thehorses of the lions cage. If possible, hewanted to own the golden chariots, thebig tents, the beautiful horses for thebeautiful princesses and the red lemonadewhich the circus men sold. Then again, if fortune failed him andhe could not be the man who owned thecircus or the man who drove the lionswagon he wanted to be a clown or a bare-back rider. He would be the funniestclown that ever lived. There was a result to this , with George Carr, now Mayor ofGreenfield, organized a theatrical troupeand gave matinee performances in theDoc Hall barn. The admission wastwenty-five pins and Riley was extremelycautious about the box office receipts. Mayor Carr declares that if a boy ap-.
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