they can manufacture the roller flour.O’Brien’s drew.The circus has come and gone, and no trace is left save the ring and the imprint of the footsteps of the elephants in the mud. About two o’clock the trains came rolling into town, consisting in all of twenty-one cars and a sleeper. Quite a number of persons were at the railroad to watch the unloading* but this was left until morning. O’Brien does all he advertises, and his ten elephants marched with ponderous tread through our streets. At the afternoon performance nearly a a thousand people were present, and they were having a gorgeous time when great black clouds came up from the west at the rate of-forty miles an hour, and a deluge of rain burst forth. It soaked through the canvas' aud robbed white dresses of their purity, shirt bosoms and collars of their dignity, and frizzes of their frizzle. The clouds then assumed a greenish lustre and great pieces of ragged ice pelted the crowd that was leaving the.tent. The ring was soon full of water and the side show was com* pletely flooded, a running river flowing directly through it, People who had come to town from the country took shelter under the awnings in front of our business places and ate pretzels and cakes until the storm was over. After the rain had stopped the ring was baled out and covered with bay, and about three hundred witnessed the evening performance. O’Brien gives a good show, and we are glad to state that a better-behaved troup of circus men would be hard to find. All conducted themselves like gentlemen, there was little swearing and no drunkenness. Had it not been for the rain a larger audience would have attended the evening performance than was present in the afternoon, But, as Hr. O’Brien said, we can’t control the weather.