"Oh, he's a cowboy!" exclaimed Bert. And so the man was. At least he
was dressed as some cowboys dress, especially in moving pictures, and
this man was standing in front of the theater to advertise the
photoplay and draw a crowd.
The crowd was there, and Freddie was right up in front, looking with
open eyes and open mouth at the cowboy, who was walking back and
forth, letting himself be looked at.
"Freddie! Freddie!" called Bert, when he had worked his way close to
his little brother. "What you doing here?"
"I'm going to the show!" declared Freddie. "I want to see the wild
cows again. And look, Bert! Here's a cowboy like those we're going to
see a lot of when we get out West!"
Freddie spoke so loudly that many in the crowd laughed, as did the
cowboy himself. Then as the big man in the red shirt and sheepskin
trousers happened to remember that he was there to advertise the show
he began saying:
"Step right inside, ladies and gentlemen, and boys and girls. See the
big cattle round-up and the Indian raid! Step in and see the cowboys
taming the wild horses!"
"Come on in!" called Freddie to Bert.
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