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"Who is the man in charge of Sparling Advance Car Number Three?" demanded Mr. Starr, manager of "The Greatest Show on Earth." "A young fellow named Forrest. That is all I know about him," answered the treasurer of the show. "He used to be a performer and a good one, too," spoke up the assistant manager. This conversation took place in the office tent of the show that Phil Forrest had been fighting almost ever since he took charge of Car Three. "He is one of the best bareback riders who ever entered the forty-two foot ring," continued the assistant manager. "What has he ever done before? I never heard of him." "He has been with Sparling, I think, about five years. I understand he never did any circus work before that." "I want that young man," announced the general manager decisively
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