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between the bars. Bengal was upon it like an avalanche. Biting, clawing, uttering fierce growls, he tore the hard wood into shreds, the man at the other end poking at the beast with all his might. Cautiously the rear door coach outletof the cage was opened. Two men grasped Bob by the shoulders and hauled him out with a quick pull. The crowd shouted in approval. "All out! Let go!" shouted Mr. Sparling. It took the strength of two men to pull the tent pole from Bengal's grip. The instant he lost the pole the beast whirled and pounced upon the spot where he had left his victim. Finding <a href="http://www.toocoachoutletstore.com"> coach online outlet</a>that he had lost his prey, the savage beast uttered roar upon roar, that made every spectator in the tent tremble and draw back, fearing the animal would break through the bars and attack them. "Where's that boy?" "Here he is, and I guess he's hurt," answered Teddy. "Give him to me. I'll get coach online outlethim outside where we can get some decent air into him. Is he much hurt?" "I--I don't know." The showman grabbed Phil, and as a helper lifted the bottom of the tent's side wall, Mr. Sparling ran to his own small tent with the unconscious Phil. "Fetch a pail of water." Teddy ran for the cook <a href="http://www.toocoachoutletstore.com"> coach outlet</a>tent to get the water. He was amazed to find no cook tent there. Instead, there remained only the open plot of grass, trampled down, with a litter of papers and refuse scattered about. By the time he had dashed back to the tent to inquire where he could find a pail, one of the showmen had brought some water and Mr. Sparling was bathing Phil's face with it. He had made a hasty examination of the unconscious boy's wounds, which he did not believe were serious. Phil soon came to, and by that time the show's doctor coach online outlet storehad arrived, having been in attendance on the wounded animal trainer. "No; he'll be sore for a few days, but there's nothing dangerous about those scratches, I should say. I'll dress the wounds and he can go on about his business," was the surgeon's verdict. "I've got to ride Emperor in tonight," objected Phil. "You'll do nothing of the sort. You'll get into my wagon and go to bed. That's what you will do, and right quick, at that." "But," urged the lad, "the people will all think I am seriously hurt if they see no <a href="http://www.toocoachoutletstore.com"> coach online outlet store</a>more of me. Don't you think it would be a good plan for me to show myself? They are liable to be uneasy all through the performance. If I show myself they will settle down and forget all about it in a few minutes." Mr. Sparling turned to his assistant with a significant nod. "I