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+Title: Bunny Brown and his Sister Sue
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+*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK BUNNY BROWN ***
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+Produced by Juliet Sutherland, Charles Franks
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+
+BUNNY BROWN AND HIS SISTER SUE
+
+BY
+
+LAURA LEE HOPE
+AUTHOR OF
+THE BUNNY BROWN SERIES, THE BOBBSEY
+TWINS SERIES, THE OUTDOOR GIRLS
+SERIES, ETC.
+
+Illustrated by
+Florence England Nosworthy
+
+NEW YORK
+1916
+
+
+
+
+CONTENTS
+
+CHAPTER
+
+I.     AUNT LU ARRIVES
+II.    THE LOST RING
+III.   WANGO, THE MONKEY
+IV.    THE EMPTY HOUSE
+V.     LOCKED IN
+VI.    ADRIFT IN A BOAT
+VII.   BUNNY GOES FISHING
+VIII.  SUE FALLS IN
+IX.    THE RESCUE DOG
+X.     A TROLLEY RIDE
+XI.    LOST
+XII.   FOUND
+XIII.  SUE AND THE GOAT
+XIV.   A LITTLE PARTY
+XV.    GEORGE WATSON'S TRICK
+XVI.   THE LEMONADE STAND
+XVII.  THE MOVING PICTURES
+XVIII. WANGO AND THE CANDY
+XIX.   BUNNY IN A QUEER PLACE
+XX.    SPLASH RUNS AWAY
+XXI.   HOW SUE FOUND THE EGGS
+XXII.  AUNT LU IS SAD
+XXIII. AN AUTOMOBILE RIDE
+XXIV.  THE PUNCH AND JUDY SHOW
+XXV.   THE LOBSTER CLAW
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER I
+
+AUNT LU ARRIVES
+
+
+"Bunny! Bunny! Wake up! It's time!"
+
+"Wha--what's matter?" sleepily mumbled little Bunny Brown, making his
+words all run together, like molasses candy that has been out in the hot
+sun. "What's the matter, Sue?" Bunny asked, now that he had his eyes
+open. He looked over the side of his small bed to see his sister
+standing beside it. She had left her own little room and had run into
+her brother's.
+
+"What's the matter, Sue?" Bunny asked again.
+
+"Why, it's time to get up, Bunny," and Sue opened her brown eyes more
+widely, as she tried to get the "sleepy feeling" out of them. "It's time
+to get up!"
+
+"Time to get up--so early? Oh, Sue! It isn't Christmas morning; is it,
+Sue?" and with that thought Bunny sat up suddenly in his bed.
+
+"Christmas? No, of course not!" said Sue, who, though only a little over
+five years of age (a year younger than was Bunny), sometimes acted as
+though older than the blue-eyed little chap, who was now as widely awake
+as his sister.
+
+"Well, if it isn't Christmas, and we don't have to go to the
+kindergarten school, 'cause it's closed, why do I have to get up so
+early?" Bunny wanted to know.
+
+Bunny Brown was a great one for asking questions. So was his sister Sue;
+but Sue would often wait a while and find things out for herself,
+instead of asking strangers what certain things meant. Bunny always
+seemed in a hurry, and his mother used to say he could ask more
+questions than several grown folks could answer.
+
+"Why do you want me to get up so early?" Bunny asked again. He was wide
+awake now.
+
+"Why, Bunny Brown! Have you forgotten?" asked Sue, with a queer look in
+her brown eyes. "Don't you remember Aunt Lu is coming to visit us to-
+day, and we're going down to the station to meet her?"
+
+"Oh yes! That's so! I did forget all about it!" Bunny said. "I guess it
+was because I dreamed so hard in the night, Sue. I dreamed I had a new
+rocking-horse, and he ran away with me, up-hill--"
+
+"Rocking-horses can't run away," Sue said, shaking her head, the hair of
+which needed brushing, as it had become "tousled" in her sleep.
+
+"Well, mine ran away, in my dream, anyhow!" declared Bunny.
+
+"They can't run up hill, even in dreams," insisted Sue. "Horses have to
+walk up hill. Grandpa's always do."
+
+"Maybe not in dreams," Bunny said. "And I really did dream that, Sue.
+And I'm glad you woke me up, for I want to meet Aunt Lu."
+
+"Then let's hurry and get dressed," Sue went on. "Maybe we can run down
+to the station before breakfast. Aunt Lu will be hungry, and we can show
+her the way to our house."
+
+"That's so," agreed Bunny. "But maybe we'd better take a piece of bread
+and butter down to the station for her," he added, after thinking about
+it for a few seconds.
+
+"Or a piece of cake," added his sister.
+
+"We'll take both!" exclaimed the blue-eyed, chubby little chap. Then he
+began to dress. Sue, who had gone back into her own little room, had
+almost finished putting on her clothes, but, as her dress buttoned up
+the back, she had to come in and ask Bunny to fasten it for her. This he
+was ready to do as soon as he had pulled on his stockings and little
+knickerbockers.
+
+"Shall I start at the top button, or the bottom one, Sue?" he asked, as
+he stood behind his sister.
+
+"It doesn't matter," said Sue, "as long as you get it buttoned. But
+hurry, Bunny. We don't want the train to get in, and Aunt Lu get off,
+with us not there to meet her. Hurry!"
+
+"All right--I will," and Bunny began buttoning the dress. But soon a
+queer look came over his face. "Aren't you done?" asked Sue, as he
+stopped using his fingers.
+
+"Yes, I'm done, Sue, but I've got two buttons left over, and there's
+only one buttonhole to put 'em in! What'll I do?" Bunny was quite
+puzzled.
+
+"Oh, you must have buttoned me wrong, Bunny," Sue said. "But never mind.
+Nobody will notice so early in the morning. Now come on down stairs, and
+we'll get the bread and cake."
+
+The children went to the dining room, where the table was set for
+breakfast, and Sue was cutting off a rather large slice from a cake she
+had found in the pantry, while Bunny was putting twice as much butter on
+a slice of bread as was needed, when their mother's voice exclaimed:
+
+"Why, Bunny Brown! Sue! What in the world are you children doing? Up so
+early, too, and not properly dressed! Why did you get up? The idea!"
+
+"We're going to the station," Sue said. It really was her idea. She had
+thought of it the night before, when their mother had told them her
+sister (the children's Aunt Lu) would arrive in the morning. "We're
+going to the station," said Sue.
+
+"To meet Aunt Lu," added Bunny.
+
+"And we're taking her some cake so she won't be hungry for breakfast,"
+went on Sue.
+
+"And bread," Bunny continued. "Maybe she don't like cake, so I'm taking
+bread."
+
+"If she doesn't eat the cake, we can," Sue said, as if that was the
+easiest way out.
+
+"Of course," Bunny echoed.
+
+Mrs. Brown sat down in a chair and began to laugh. She had to sit down,
+for she laughed very hard indeed, and when she did that she used to
+shake in such a jolly fashion that, perhaps, she would have fallen if
+she had not been sitting in a chair.
+
+"Oh, you children!" she said, when she had wiped the tears from her eyes
+with the corner of her apron. She was not exactly crying, you know. Only
+she laughed so hard that tears came into her eyes. "You queer, dear
+little children!" she said. "What are you going to do next?"
+
+"Why, we're going to the station as soon as I get the bread buttered,
+and Sue puts the cake in a bag," Bunny said. He did not seem to feel
+that anything was wrong.
+
+"Oh, my dears, Aunt Lu's train won't be in for some time--two or three
+hours," said Mrs. Brown. "And you know I've told you never to go down to
+the station alone."
+
+"Couldn't you come with us?" asked Sue, eating a few of the cake crumbs.
+
+"Or maybe papa," added Bunny. "If he can't Bunker can. Bunker knows the
+way to the station."
+
+"And Bunker likes cake, too," Sue said. "We might give him a piece, if
+Aunt Lu doesn't want it."
+
+"No, no! You musn't give away my cake like that," said Mrs. Brown. "Now
+listen to me. It will be hours before Aunt Lu will get here. Then,
+perhaps, I may take you to the station to meet her. But now I must dress
+you right and give you your breakfast. Papa had his some time ago, as he
+had to go down to the bay to see about some boats. I wondered why you
+were getting up so early. Now put back the bread and cake and wait until
+I give you something to eat."
+
+A little later, rather disappointed at not being allowed to go off alone
+to meet their aunt, Bunny and Sue sat at the breakfast table.
+
+"I wish the time would hurry up and come for Aunt Lu to be here," Bunny
+said.
+
+"So do I," chimed in Sue. "What fun we'll have when Aunt Lu comes."
+
+"Indeed we will!" Bunny exclaimed.
+
+Bunny Brown and his sister Sue lived with their father and mother, Mr.
+and Mrs. Walter Brown, in the town of Bellemere. That town was on
+Sandport Bay, which was part of the Atlantic Ocean, and the bay was a
+good place to catch fish, lobsters, crabs and other things that live in
+salt water.
+
+Mr. Brown was in the boat business. That is he owned many boats, some
+that sailed, some that went by steam or gasoline, and some that had to
+be rowed with oars. These boats he hired out, or rented, to fishermen,
+and others who had to go on the bay, or even out on the ocean, when it
+was not too rough.
+
+Mr. Brown had a number of men to help him in his boat business; and one
+of the men, or, rather, an extra-large size boy, was Bunker Blue, of
+whom Bunny and Sue were very fond. And Bunker liked the two children'
+fully as much as they liked him. He often took them out in a boat, or
+went on little land-trips with them. Mr. and Mrs. Brown did not worry
+when Bunny and Sue were with Bunker.
+
+The two Brown children were good company for each other. You seldom saw
+Bunny without seeing Sue not far away. They played together nearly all
+the while, though often they would bring other children to their yard,
+or would go to theirs, to play games, and have jolly times. Bunny was a
+boy full of fun and one who sometimes took chances of getting into
+mischief, just to have a "good time." And Sue was not far behind him.
+But they never meant to do wrong, and everyone loved them.
+
+Uncle Tad lived with the Browns. He was an old soldier, rather stiff
+with the rheumatism at times, but still often able to take walks with
+the children. He was their father's uncle, but Bunny and Sue thought of
+Uncle Tad as more their relation than their father's.
+
+In the distant city of New York lived Miss Lulu Baker, who was Mrs.
+Brown's maiden sister, and the Aunt Lu whom the children were so eagerly
+expecting this morning. She had written that she was coming to spend a
+few weeks at the seashore place, and, later on, she intended to have
+Bunny and Sue and their mother visit her in the big city. Bunny and Sue
+looked eagerly forward to this. But just now they wanted most to go to
+the depot, and watch for the train to come in, bringing dear Aunt Lu to
+them.
+
+"Isn't it most time to go?" asked Sue, as she pushed back her chair from
+the breakfast table.
+
+"Oh, no, not for a long while," said their mother. "You run out and
+play, and when it's time, I'll call you."
+
+"And can't we take Aunt Lu anything to eat?" asked Bunny.
+
+"Oh dear me, no!" laughed Mrs. Brown. "She won't want anything until she
+gets here. Run along now."
+
+Bunny and Sue went out in the yard, where they had a little play-tent,
+made of some old pieces of sails from one of Mr. Brown's boats. It was a
+warm spring day, and, as Bunny had said, there was no kindergarten
+school for them to go to, as it had closed, to allow a new roof to be
+put on the school building.
+
+"Let's go down and see Wango," suggested Sue, after a bit.
+
+"No, because it's so far away that mother couldn't call to us," objected
+Bunny. "We'll stay here in the yard until it's time to go to the train."
+
+"All right," agreed Sue.
+
+Wango was a queer little monkey, belonging to Jed Winkler, an old sailor
+of the town. I'll tell you more about Wango later.
+
+Bunny and Sue played a number of games, and, after a while, a boy named
+Charlie Star, and a girl, named Sadie West, came over from across the
+street and joined Bunny and Sue in their fun. Then, a little later, Mrs.
+Brown came to the door and said:
+
+"Come now, Bunny--Sue! It's almost train time. I can't go with you, but
+I'll let Bunker take you. I telephoned down to the dock, and daddy is
+sending him up with the pony cart. You may drive down to meet Aunt Lu.
+But come in and wash first!"
+
+"Oh, goodie!" cried Bunny, and he was so pleased at the idea of going to
+the depot in the pony cart that he did not make a fuss when his mother
+washed his hands and face.
+
+"Hello, Bunker!" cried Sue, as the big, red-haired lad drove up.
+
+"Hello, Sue! Hello, Bunny!" he greeted them. "Hop in and away we'll go!"
+
+Off they started to the station. It was not far from the Brown home, and
+soon, with the pony safely tied, so he would not run away, Bunny, Sue
+and Bunker waited on the platform for the cars to arrive.
+
+With a toot, a whistle and a clanging of the bell, in puffed the train.
+Several passengers got off.
+
+"Oh, there she is! I see Aunt Lu!" cried Sue, darting off toward a lady
+in a brown dress.
+
+"Here, come back!" cried Bunker, reaching out a hand to catch Sue. He
+was afraid she might go too near the train. But he was too late. Sue
+raced forward, and then, suddenly, she slipped and fell right into a
+puddle of water, left from a rain-storm the night before. Down into the
+muddy pool went Sue, all in her clean white dress.
+
+"Oh--Oh!" gasped Bunny.
+
+"I might a'knowed suthin' like that would happen," complained Bunker.
+"Now her ma'll blame me!"
+
+Aunt Lu saw what had happened, and, before any one else could reach Sue,
+she had picked up the little girl, in whose eyes were tears all ready to
+fall. And with her handkerchief Aunt Lu wiped the tears away. As she did
+this Bunny saw a ring on his aunt's hand--a ring with a stone that
+sparkled like snow in the sun--red, green, golden and purple colors.
+
+"There, Sue! Don't cry!" murmured Aunt Lu. "You're not hurt, and the mud
+will wash off."
+
+"Oh, I--I'm not crying for that," said Sue. bravely keeping back her
+sobs. "I--I'm crying just--just because I'm--I'm so glad to see you!"
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER II
+
+THE LOST RING
+
+
+Aunt Lu laughed when she heard Sue say that. And it was such a nice,
+kind, jolly laugh that Sue could not help joining in. So she was really
+laughing and crying at the same time, which is funny, I suppose you
+think.
+
+"Well, I'm glad you are so happy to see me, dear," said Aunt Lu. "Oh,
+don't mind about your dress," she went on, as she saw Sue trying to rub
+away some of the muddy spots with her tiny handkerchief. "Your mother
+will know you couldn't help it."
+
+"I'll tell her it wasn't Sue's fault," cried Bunny. "The railroad
+oughtn't to have puddles where people will fall into 'em!"
+
+"That's right," chimed in Bunker Blue. "It ought to be filled up with
+dirt, and then it wouldn't hold water. You're to ride back with us in
+the pony cart, Miss Baker."
+
+"Oh, so you drove over for me; did you? That's very nice," said Aunt Lu
+with a smile. "My! How large Bunny has grown!" she went on, as she bent
+over and kissed him, having already done that to Sue, when she wiped
+away the little girl's tears.
+
+"I'll go and get the cart," Bunker said.
+
+"Yes, and I think I'll take Sue inside the station, and see if I can get
+a towel to clean off the worst of the mud stains," said Miss Baker.
+
+"She can sit away back in the pony cart, and I'll sit in front of her,
+so nobody will see the dirt on her dress," offered Bunny.
+
+"That's very kind of you," his aunt remarked. "We'll be all right soon.
+Bunker, will you see after my trunk, please?" she asked as she gave him
+the brass check. "It can be sent up later," she went on, "as I guess
+there is hardly room for it in the pony cart."
+
+"No'm, not scarcely," answered Bunker with a smile that showed his big,
+white teeth. "I'll have the expressman bring it up, or I can come down
+for it later," and he went away to the baggage room.
+
+The ticket agent in the station gave Aunt Lu a towel, with which she
+took some of the dirt from Sue's dress. The little girl was smiling now.
+
+"I like you, Aunt Lu," she said. "We're awful glad you came, and you'll
+play with us; won't you?"
+
+"Oh, yes, of course, dear. Well, what is it, Bunny?" she went on, as she
+saw the little boy looking closely at her hands. "Do you see something?"
+Aunt Lu asked.
+
+"It--it's that," and Bunny pointed to the shining ring.
+
+Aunt Lu's eyes sparkled, almost as brightly as the glittering stone in
+the ring, and her cheeks became red.
+
+"I know what it is--it's a diamond!" exclaimed Sue. "Isn't it, Aunt Lu?"
+
+"Yes, dear."
+
+"Did you find it?" asked Bunny. "Or did you dig it out of a gold mine?"
+
+"Diamonds don't come from gold mines; they make 'em out of glass!" said
+Sue.
+
+"Yes they do dig 'em; don't they, Aunt Lu?" insisted Bunny.
+
+"Yes, dear, they do dig them."
+
+"Where did you dig it?" Sue wanted to know. Perhaps she hoped she could
+dig one for herself.
+
+"I did not dig it," their aunt said. "It was given me by a very dear
+friend. I love it very much," and she held up the diamond ring, so that
+it sparkled more than ever in the sun.
+
+"Well, Sue," she went on, as she finished scrubbing away at the muddy
+dress. "I think that is the best I can do. It will need washing to make
+it clean again. But here comes Bunker with the pony cart, so we will
+start for your house. Your mother will be wondering what has become of
+us."
+
+Aunt Lu had been on a visit to the Brown's several times before, and as
+she sat in the pony cart with the children, with Bunker driving, she
+bowed to several persons whom she knew and who knew her. There was Mr.
+Sam Gordon, who kept the grocery, Jacob Reinberg, who sold drygoods and
+notions, and little Mrs. Redden, who kept a candy and toy store.
+
+"Stop here a minute, Bunker," said Miss Baker, when the pony cart
+reached the toy store. "I want to get something for Bunny and Sue."
+
+"Candy?" asked Bunny eagerly.
+
+"Yes, just a little," his aunt answered, and soon Bunny and Sue were
+nibbling the sweets Mrs. Redden brought out to them.
+
+Just as he had said he would do, Bunny sat in front of his sister, so no
+one would see her soiled dress. But Sue did not much mind about it now.
+Her mother only said she was sorry, when she heard about the accident,
+and did not blame her little daughter.
+
+Mrs. Brown and her sister were glad to see one another, and after Aunt
+Lu had taken off her hat, and was seated In the cool dining room,
+sipping a cup of tea, Bunny called to her:
+
+"Aunt Lu, won't you come out and play with us?"
+
+"Please do!" begged Sue. "I have a new doll."
+
+"And I have a new top," added Bunny. "It hums and whistles. I'll let you
+spin it, Aunt Lu."
+
+"Oh, dears, your aunt can't come out now," said Mrs. Brown. "She must
+rest. Some other time she may. She and I want to sit and talk now. You
+run off and play by yourselves."
+
+"Don't you want to come down and see the fish boat come in?" went on
+Bunny, wondering why it was that grown folks would rather sit and talk
+than play out of doors and have fun.
+
+"Oh, yes, let's take her down to the dock and see the fish boats come
+in!" exclaimed Sue, for this was one of their delights. Some of the
+boats were those which the fishermen hired from Mr. Brown, and it was at
+his dock, where he had an office, that the boats landed, the fish being
+taken out, put in barrels, with ice, and sent to the city.
+
+"No, Aunt Lu can't go to the dock with you now," Mrs. Brown said. "Some
+other time, my dears."
+
+"Then may we go?" asked Bunny.
+
+Mrs. Brown hesitated. Then, as she saw Bunker Blue coming in with Aunt
+Lu's trunk, which he had gone down to get, instead of sending it up by
+an expressman, the children's mother said:
+
+"Yes, Bunny, you and Sue may go down to the dock with Bunker. But stay
+with him, and don't fall in; you especially, Sue, as I don't want to put
+another clean dress on you."
+
+"Oh, I'll be careful, Mother," Sue promised, and away she and her
+brother hurried, calling to Bunker to wait for them. Bunker was very
+glad to do this, because he liked to be with Bunny and Sue.
+
+"Have the fish boats come in yet, Bunker?" asked Bunny, as he trudged
+along, holding one of the red-haired lad's hands, while Sue had the
+other.
+
+"No, Bunny, they're not in yet, but maybe they will be coming soon after
+we get to the dock," Bunker answered. And so it happened. Bunny and Sue
+went into their father's office for a moment, to tell him that Aunt Lu
+had arrived, and then, with Bunker to look after them, they went out on
+the end of the dock.
+
+Soon one of the big fish boats came in. It was loaded with several kinds
+of fish, some big flat ones, white on one side, and black on the other.
+These were flounders. There were some blue fish, large and small, and
+some long-legged "fiddler" crabs. But they were not the kind that is
+good to eat.
+
+"Oh, look at that big lobster!" exclaimed Bunny, pointing to a dark
+green fellow, with big claws, and a tail curled up underneath.
+
+"Isn't he big!" Sue said. She and her brother often saw many strange
+fish, but they never failed to be interested in them, and this lobster
+was a fine one.
+
+"Yes," said a fisherman, "he was in our nets, and we brought him in with
+us. Your father, the other day, said he'd like to have one, and maybe he
+will want this."
+
+"I'll go and ask him," said the little chap.
+
+"And maybe Aunt Lu likes lobsters, too," Sue said. Neither she nor Bunny
+cared for lobster, as they did for other fish. But grown folks are very
+fond of the big, clawy creatures.
+
+Perhaps some of you children have never seen a lobster. They are a sort
+of fish, though they have no scales. They live inside a shell that is
+dark green when the lobster is alive. But when he is cooked it turns a
+bright red.
+
+Lobsters have two big claws, and a number of little ones, and with these
+claws they walk around, backward, on the bottom of the ocean or bay, and
+pick up things to eat. In some inland rivers and streams there are what
+are called crayfish, or crabs. They are very much like lobsters, only,
+of course, a lobster is much larger.
+
+Mr. Brown came out of his office when the fish were being unloaded from
+the boat, into barrels of ice. He saw the big lobster and said he would
+buy it, to take home to cook for supper.
+
+"We'll have a fine salad from him," said Bunny's father to the
+fisherman.
+
+The lobster was still alive and the fisherman picked it up just back of
+the big, pinching claws, so he would not get nipped, and put the lobster
+in a basket for Mr. Brown to carry. Bunny and Sue leaned over, looking
+at the green shellfish, when a voice behind them asked:
+
+"What is it?"
+
+The children turned to see George Watson, a boy older than Bunny, who
+lived near him. George often played little tricks on Bunny and Sue.
+
+"What is it?" he asked again. "A whale?"
+
+"A big lobster," Bunny answered.
+
+"I guess he could almost pinch your nose off in one of his claws," Sue
+said, not going too close to the basket.
+
+"Pooh! I'm not afraid of him," George declared. "I'll let him pinch this
+stick," he went on, picking up one, and holding it out toward the
+lobster, which was slowly waving its "feelers" to and fro, and moving
+its big eyes, that looked like shoe buttons sticking out from its head.
+
+"Better look out!" was Bunker's warning, seeing what George was doing.
+"He'll nip you!"
+
+"I'm not afraid!" boasted George. "I can----"
+
+And just then something happened. George got his finger too near the
+lobster's claw and was at once caught.
+
+"Ouch!" cried George. "Oh dear! He's got me! Make him let go, Bunker!
+Oh, dear!"
+
+Bunker did not stop to say: "I told you so!" He took out his big knife,
+and put the blade between the teeth of the lobster's claw, forcing it
+open so George could pull out his finger. Then, with a howl of pain and
+fright, the boy ran home. He was not much hurt, as a lobster can not
+shut his claws very tightly when out of water. Just as does a fish, a
+lobster soon dies when taken from the ocean.
+
+"What's the matter?" cried Mr. Brown, running up when he heard George's
+cries. "Are you hurt, Bunny--Sue?"
+
+"No, it was George," Bunker explained. "He thought he could fool the
+lobster, but the lobster fooled him."
+
+"I guess I'd better take it home and have mother cook it," said the
+children's father, and home they started, Mr. Brown carrying the big
+lobster in the basket.
+
+"Oh, what a fine large one!" Aunt Lu cried, when she saw it. "And what a
+fine salad it will make."
+
+"May I have one of the claws--the big one?" begged Bunny.
+
+"What for?" asked his mother.
+
+"I want to put a string in it and tie it on my face, over my own nose,"
+the little boy explained. "Then I'll look just like Mr. Punch, in Punch
+and Judy. May I have the claw?"
+
+"I guess so," replied Mrs. Brown.
+
+"And when you clean it out, and put it on your nose, I'll be Mrs. Judy,"
+said Sue. "We'll have fun."
+
+A lobster's claw, I might say, is filled with meat that is very good to
+eat. When the lobster is boiled and the meat picked out with a fork, the
+claw is hollow. It is shaped just like the nose of Mr. Punch, with a
+sort of hook on the end of it, where the claw curves downward. Bunny and
+Sue often played with empty lobster claws.
+
+The children went out in the yard while Mrs. Brown cooked the lobster.
+Then, when it was cool, Aunt Lu helped pick out the meat which was to be
+mixed up into a salad.
+
+"Is my big lobster claw ready now?" asked Bunny, coming up just before
+the supper bell was to ring.
+
+"Yes, here it is," his aunt told him. "I cleaned it out nicely for you."
+
+Bunny held it over his own nose and went toward the mirror to see how he
+would look.
+
+"Oh, you're just exactly like Mr. Punch!" Sue cried, clapping her hands.
+
+"Isn't he!" agreed Aunt Lu. And then she gave a sudden cry.
+
+"Oh dear!" she gasped. "Oh dear! It's gone! I've lost it!"
+
+"What?" asked Bunny.
+
+"My ring! My beautiful diamond ring is lost!" And Aunt Lu's cheeks
+turned pale.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER III
+
+WANGO, THE MONKEY
+
+
+Aunt Lu hurried over to the kitchen table, at which she had been helping
+Mrs. Brown make the lobster salad. She looked among the dishes, and
+knives and forks, but shook her head.
+
+"No, it isn't there," she said, quite sadly.
+
+"What isn't? What is the matter?" asked Mrs. Brown, who came in from the
+dining room just then. "Can't you find the big lobster claw that Bunny
+wanted? I laid it----"
+
+"Oh, I have it, Mother, thank you," the little boy said. "But Aunt Lu
+has lost----"
+
+"It's my diamond ring--Jack's engagement ring," said Mrs. Brown's
+sister. "It must have slipped off my finger, and----"
+
+"Oh dear! That's too bad!" said Mrs. Brown. "But it must be around here
+somewhere. We'll find it!"
+
+Bunny and Sue hardly knew what to make of it all. They had never seen
+their Aunt Lu so worried.
+
+"Mother, what's an engagement ring?" asked Sue, in a whisper, as Aunt Lu
+kept on looking among the things on the table, hoping her diamond might
+have dropped off there. Then she looked on the floor.
+
+"An engagement ring, my dear," said Sue's mother, "is a ring that means
+a promise. A very dear friend of Aunt Lu's has promised to marry her,
+and he gave her the diamond ring to be a sort of reminder--a most
+beautiful present. Now we must help her find it."
+
+"It can't be far away," Mrs. Brown said to her sister. "You were not out
+of this room, were you?"
+
+"No, I've been here ever since I began to pick the meat out of the
+lobster, and I had my ring on then."
+
+"Oh, then we'll find it," said Bunny's mother.
+
+But it was not so easy to do that as it was to say it. They looked all
+over the kitchen--on the floor, under the table, among the dishes, the
+pots and pans--but no diamond ring could be found. Papa Brown came in
+from the front porch, where he had been reading the evening paper, and
+he helped search, but it seemed of no use.
+
+"Oh, where can my beautiful ring have dropped?" asked Aunt Lu, and Sue
+thought she saw signs of tears in her aunt's eyes.
+
+"Perhaps it fell into the lobster salad," suggested Mr. Brown.
+
+"Then you can find it when you eat," called Bunny. "Only don't bite on
+the diamond. It might break."
+
+"We'll look in the salad now," Mrs. Brown said.
+
+They did so, looking in the dish that held the chopped-up bits of
+lobster meat, but no diamond ring was to be found. Then the floor was
+looked over again, most carefully, the empty dishes were turned upside
+down in the hope that the ring might drop out of one of them. But it did
+not.
+
+Aunt Lu looked sad and worried, and so did Mr. and Mrs. Brown. The cook,
+who had been out for the afternoon, came in and she helped search for
+the diamond ring, but it could not be found.
+
+"I'm sure I had it, when I began making the lobster salad," said Aunt
+Lu, "but when I handed Bunny the empty claw I looked on my finger, and
+the ring was gone."
+
+"Perhaps it dropped out of doors," suggested Papa Brown.
+
+They looked near the side porch where Bunny had been standing when his
+aunt gave him the claw with which he was going to play Punch, but the
+ring was not found there.
+
+"Oh dear! I feel so sorry!" Aunt Lu said, "If only I could find my
+lovely ring. Bunny--Sue, you must help me. To whomever finds it I'll
+give a nice present---anything he wants. That will be a reward,
+children."
+
+"Yes, you must help Aunt Lu look for her ring," said Mrs. Brown. "Come
+now, we will have supper, and look afterward. We may find it when we
+least expect it."
+
+But even after supper, the ring was not found. The whole family
+searched. Aunt Lu did not eat much supper, much as she liked lobster
+salad. She was too worried, I guess. Even Bunny did not feel like
+playing Mr. Punch with the big hollow lobster claw that fitted over his
+nose in such a funny way. Neither he nor Sue felt like making jokes when
+their aunt felt so unhappy.
+
+That night, when he and Sue went to bed, Bunny put the lobster claw
+away.
+
+"We'll play with it some other time," he said to his sister.
+
+"Yes," she agreed. "Some day when Aunt Lu finds her ring, and then
+she'll play with us, and be the audience. You will be Mr. Punch, and
+I'll be Mrs. Judy. Only I don't want to wear a lobster claw on my nose."
+
+"No, I'll be the only one to wear a claw," said Bunny in a sleepy voice,
+and then he dreamed of sailing off to "by-low land."
+
+Aunt Lu was up early the next morning, down in the kitchen, and out in
+the yard, looking for her lost ring. But it was not found, and Aunt Lu's
+face seemed to grow more sad. But she smiled at Bunny and Sue, and said:
+
+"Oh, well, perhaps some day I shall find it."
+
+"We'll look all over for it," said Bunny.
+
+"Indeed we will," added Sue. "Let's look out in the yard now, Bunny."
+
+The children looked, but had no luck Then, as it was not time for
+dinner, they wandered down the street.
+
+"Don't go too far away," their mother called after them. "Don't go down
+to the fish dock unless some one is with you."
+
+"No, Mother, we won't!" Bunny promised.
+
+They had each a penny that Aunt Lu had given them the day before, and
+now they wandered toward the little candy store kept by Mrs. Redden. She
+smiled at Bunny and Sue as they entered. Nearly every one did smile at
+the two children, who wandered about, hand in hand.
+
+"Well, what is it to-day?" asked the store-lady. "Lollypops or
+caramels?"
+
+"I want a penny's worth of peanuts," said Bunny.
+
+"And I'll take some little chocolate drops," said Sue.
+
+Soon, with their little treat, the brother and sister walked on toward
+the corner, the candy store being half way between that and their house.
+
+As they passed a little dark red cottage, in front of which was an old
+boat, filled with flowers and vines, Bunny and Sue heard some one inside
+screaming and crying:
+
+"Oh dear! Stop it I tell you! Let go my hair! Oh, if I get hold of you
+I'll make you stop! Oh dear! Jed! Jed! Where are you?"
+
+Bunny and Sue looked at one another.
+
+"That's Miss Winkler yelling!" said Bunny.
+
+"But what makes her?" asked Sue.
+
+"I don't know. We'll go and see," suggested Bunny.
+
+Into the yard of the little red house ran the two children. Around to
+the kitchen they went, and, looking in through the open door they saw a
+strange sight.
+
+Standing in front of a window was an elderly woman, wearing glasses
+which, just now, hung down over one ear. But, stranger still, there was
+a monkey, perched up on the pole over the window. One of the monkey's
+brown, hairy paws was entangled in the lady's hair, and the monkey
+seemed to be pulling hard, while the lady was screaming and trying to
+reach the fuzzy creature.
+
+"Oh, it's Wango, the monkey, and he's up to some of his tricks!" cried
+Bunny.
+
+"He'll pull out all her hair!" Sue exclaimed.
+
+"Oh, Bunny--Sue--run for my brother! Go get Jed!" begged Miss Winkler.
+"Tell him Wango is terrible! He must come at once. Wango is such a bad
+monkey he won't mind me!"
+
+And Wango kept on pulling her hair!
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER IV
+
+THE EMPTY HOUSE
+
+
+Bunny Brown and his sister Sue hardly knew what to do. They just stood
+there, looking at the monkey pulling and tugging on the rather thin hair
+of Miss Winkler, and she, poor lady, could not reach up high enough to
+get hold of Wango, who was perched quite high up, on the window pole.
+
+"Oh, Bunny!" cried Sue. "We must do something--but what?"
+
+Sue felt that her brother, as he was a whole year older than she, ought
+to know what to do.
+
+"I--I'll get him down!" cried Bunny, who, as had Sue, had, some time
+before, made friends with the old sailor's queer pet.
+
+"How can you get him down?" Sue wanted to know.
+
+"I--I can stand on a chair and reach up to him," went on the small,
+blue-eyed boy, looking around for one to step on.
+
+"No, no!" exclaimed Miss Winkler, as she heard what Bunny said. "You
+musn't go near him, Bunny. He might bite or scratch you. He is very bad
+and ugly to-day. I don't know what ails him. Stop it, Wango!" she
+ordered. "Stop it at once! Come down from there, and stop pulling my
+hair!"
+
+But the monkey did nothing of the sort. He neither came down, nor did he
+stop pulling the lady's hair, as Sue and Bunny could easily tell. For
+they could see Wango give it a yank now and then, and, when he did, poor
+Miss Winkler would cry out in pain.
+
+"Oh, go for my brother! He's down on the fish dock I think," Miss
+Winkler begged.
+
+"No, we can't go there," replied Bunny slowly. "Our mother told us not
+to go there unless Bunker Blue or Aunt Lu was with us."
+
+"Then the monkey will never let go of my hair," sighed Miss Winkler.
+
+"Yes, he will," Bunny said. "I'll make him."
+
+"How?" Sue wanted to know.
+
+"This way!" exclaimed her brother, as he held out some of the peanuts he
+had bought at Miss Redden's store. "Here, Wango!" he called. "Come and
+get some peanuts!"
+
+"And I'll give him some caramels," cried Sue, as she held out some of
+her candy.
+
+I do not know whether or not Wango understood what Bunny and Sue said,
+but I am sure he knew that the candy and peanuts were good to eat. For,
+with a chatter of delight, he suddenly let go of Miss Winkler's hair and
+scrambled down to the floor near Bunny.
+
+"Look out that he doesn't bite you," Miss Winkler said. "Be careful,
+Sue!"
+
+"I'm not afraid," said Bunny Brown.
+
+"Nor I," added Sue.
+
+Wango was very tame, however. The way he acted, after he saw the good
+things to eat, would have made anyone think he was always kind and
+gentle. For he carefully took the peanuts from Bunny in one paw, and a
+caramel from Sue in another, and then, making a bow, as the old sailor
+had taught him, the mischievous monkey scrambled into his cage in one
+corner of the room.
+
+The next minute Miss Winkler had shut the cage door and fastened it.
+
+"There!" she exclaimed, "the next time I let you out of your cage you'll
+know it, Wango!"
+
+"What happened?" asked Bunny.
+
+"I don't know, child," the elderly lady answered, as she began to coil
+up her hair. "He is usually good, though he minds my brother better than
+he does me. When Jed was here, a while ago, he was playing with Wango
+out in the room, and, I suppose, when he put the saucy creature back in
+the cage, the door did not fasten well.
+
+"Anyhow, when I was making some cookies awhile ago I suddenly felt
+something behind me, and, as I tumid around, I saw the monkey. He made a
+grab for a cookie, and I had to slap his paws for I won't have him doing
+tricks like that.
+
+"Then he got mad, snatched my comb out of my hair, and, when I ran after
+him, he got up on the window pole, grabbed my hair and stayed up there
+where I couldn't reach him. Oh, what a time I've had!"
+
+"It's too bad," said Sue kindly.
+
+"I don't know what I would have done if you children hadn't come along,"
+went on Miss Winkler, "for I had called and called, and no one heard me.
+I'll make Jed put a good lock on the monkey-cage after this. Now come
+out to the kitchen and I'll give you each a cookie."
+
+Wango seemed to want a cookie also, for he chattered and made queer
+faces as he shook the door of his cage.
+
+"No, indeed! You sha'n't have a bit!" scolded Miss Winkler. "You were
+very bad."
+
+Wango chattered louder than ever. Perhaps he was saying he was sorry for
+what he had done, but he got no cookie.
+
+Bunny and Sue each had a nice brown one, though, with a raisin in the
+centre, and, after Miss Winkler had thanked them again, they kept on
+with their walk down the street.
+
+"Wasn't Wango funny?" asked Sue, as she nibbled her cookie.
+
+"That's what he was," Bunny said. "'Member the time when he pulled the
+cat's tail?"
+
+"Yes," agreed Sue. "And when he sat down in the fly paper! That was
+funnier than this time."
+
+"I guess Miss Winkler didn't think this was funny," commented Bunny. "I
+guess the monkey doesn't like her."
+
+"But he minds Mr. Winkler," Sue said. "I've seen him make the monkey
+stand on his head."
+
+The old sailor, who had brought Wango home, after one of his many ocean
+voyages, had taught the furry little creature many tricks. But though
+Wango minded Mr. Winkler very well, he did not always do what Miss
+Winkler told him to do.
+
+As Sue walked on, still nibbling her cookie, she kept looking down at
+the ground, until at last Bunny asked her:
+
+"What are you looking at Sue--trying not to step on ants?" For this was
+a game the children often played.
+
+"Not this time," Sue answered. "I was looking to see if I could find
+Aunt Lu's ring."
+
+"Why, she didn't lose it down here!" Bunny said, in surprise.
+
+"Maybe she did," returned Sue. "She thought she lost it around our
+house, but she looked, and we all looked, and we didn't find it, so
+maybe it was lost down here. I'm going to look, and if we find it we'll
+get a present."
+
+"I'll help you look," said Bunny kindly, "but I don't believe it's down
+here."
+
+The two children walked along a little farther, with their eyes
+searching the ground, but they saw no golden ring.
+
+"Oh, I tell you what let's do!" suddenly exclaimed Bunny.
+
+"What?" asked Sue, eager to have some fun.
+
+"Let's go back home, and I'll put the lobster claw on my nose, and we'll
+play Punch and Judy. We haven't done that yet."
+
+"All right, we'll do it!" Sue agreed. "And I'll let you take my sawdust
+doll. You have to hit her with a stick you know, if you're Mr. Punch,
+and it won't hurt a sawdust doll."
+
+"All right," Bunny cried. "And when I hit her I'll call out, the way Mr.
+Punch does: 'That's the way to do it! That's the way I do it!'"
+
+He said this in the funny, squeaky voice which is always heard at Punch
+and Judy shows, and Sue laughed. She thought her brother was very funny.
+
+Bunny and Sue were about to turn around and go back home, but, as they
+came to a stop in front of the last house on their block Bunny said:
+
+"Oh, Sue, look! They're painting this house, and maybe we can get some
+red or blue paint, to put on my face, when I play Mr. Punch."
+
+"Oh, Bunny Brown! You wouldn't put paint on your face; would you?"
+demanded Sue.
+
+"Just a little," said Bunny. "Why not?"
+
+"S'posin' you couldn't get it off again?" Sue wanted to know.
+
+"Oh, I could wash it off when I got through playing," Bunny replied.
+"Come on in, and we'll see if the men will give us a little paint; red,
+or blue or green."
+
+Outside the house, in front of which the children then stood, were a
+number of pots of differently colored paint, and some ladders. But there
+was no paint yet on the outside of the house.
+
+"I guess they're painting inside," Bunny said. "I don't see any of the
+men out here. Come on, we'll go in; the door is open, Sue."
+
+The front door was open a little way, as the two children could see as
+they went up the walk. Bunny and Sue knew every house in that part of
+town, and also knew the persons who lived in them. All the neighbors
+knew the children, making them welcome every time they saw them.
+
+"There's no one in this house, I 'member now," Sue said. "Miss Duncan
+used to live here, but she moved away."
+
+"Then I guess the men are painting it over all nice inside to get it
+ready for someone else to live in," remarked Bunny. "There isn't anyone
+here, Sue," he added, as his voice echoed through the empty house. "Even
+the painters have gone."
+
+"We'd better go out," said Sue. "Maybe they wouldn't like us to be in
+here."
+
+"Pooh! Nobody will care!" exclaimed Bunny, who was rather a daring
+little fellow. "Besides, I want to get some paint. Come on, we'll go
+upstairs. Maybe they're painting up there, or pasting new paper on the
+walls."
+
+Bunny started up the front hall stairs, and, as Sue did not want to be
+left alone on the first floor of the empty house, and as she did not
+want to go out, and leave Bunny there, she followed him.
+
+Their footsteps sounded loud and queer in the big, vacant rooms. As they
+reached the top of the stairs they heard behind them a loud banging
+noise.
+
+"What--what was that?" asked Sue, looking quickly over her shoulder.
+
+"I--I guess the front door blew shut," said Bunny. "Never mind, we can
+open it again. I want to get some red paint for my face, so I can play
+Mr. Punch."
+
+But if Bunny and Sue knew what had happened when that banging noise
+sounded, they would not have felt like walking on through the empty
+rooms, even to get red paint.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER V
+
+LOCKED IN
+
+
+"On, say, Bunny!" suddenly called Sue, as she followed her brother
+through the upstairs rooms, "wouldn't it be fun for us to live here?"
+
+"Do you mean just us two?" the little boy asked.
+
+"Yes," answered Sue.
+
+Bunny shook his head.
+
+"I'd like mother, and daddy, and Aunt Lu, too," he said. "It would be
+nicer, then."
+
+"Oh, but sometimes they don't want us to make a noise," went on Sue.
+"And if we were here all alone we could yell and holler, and slide down
+the banister, all we wanted to. Let's slide down now," she said, as she
+went to the head of the stairs, and looked at the long, smooth hand-
+rail.
+
+"Say, that will be fun," Bunny cried. "I'll go first, Sue, but don't
+come after me too close, or you might bump into me and knock me over."
+
+"I won't," promised the little girl.
+
+It did not take much to cause Bunny to change his mind or his plans when
+there was any fun to be had. For a while he forgot about looking for red
+paint to put on his face to make him look funny when he played Mr.
+Punch, with the hollow lobster claw on his nose. Just now the joy of
+sliding down the banister rail seemed to be the best in the world.
+
+"Here I go!" cried Bunny, and down the rail he went, ending with a
+little bump on the big, round post at the bottom.
+
+"Now it's my turn," Sue said, and down she came. Though she was a girl
+Sue could slide down a rail almost as well as could Bunny. In fact, she
+had played with her brother so much that she could do many of the things
+that small boys do. And Bunny surely thought that Sue was as good a chum
+as any of his boy playmates.
+
+"Now it's my turn again!" exclaimed the little blue-eyed chap, as he
+went up the stairs, his feet making a loud noise in the empty house. For
+some time Bunny and Sue played at sliding down the banister rail, and
+then Bunny remembered what they had first come into the house for.
+
+"Let's go to look for that red paint," he said.
+
+"All right," agreed Sue. Her little legs were beginning to get tired
+from running up the stairs so often.
+
+Back up to the second floor went the children, looking through the
+vacant rooms. But no paint pots did they see.
+
+"I guess all the paint is outside," said Bunny. "We'll go down and get
+some."
+
+"Maybe the man wouldn't like us to take it," said Sue.
+
+"We'll pay him for it, if he wants money," Bunny replied, as though he
+had plenty. "Mother or Aunt Lu will give us pennies soon," he said, "and
+I can give the man mine. I only want about a penny's worth of red paint
+Come on, we'll go out, Sue, and get some."
+
+"Yes, and then we'd better go home," Sue went on. "I guess it's going to
+be dark pretty soon," and she looked out of a window. It was getting on
+toward evening, but the children had been having so much fun that they
+had not noticed this.
+
+Bunny and Sue walked through all the upstairs rooms of the empty house.
+In one Bunny saw something that made him call out:
+
+"Oh, Sue, look! A lot of picture books! Let's sit down and read them!"
+
+Of course Bunny and Sue could not read, though the little boy knew some
+of his letters. So when he said "read" he meant look at the pictures.
+The books were some old magazines that the family, in moving away from
+the house, had left behind. Bunny and Sue made each a little pile of the
+paper books for seats and then they sat there looking at the pictures in
+another pile of magazines on the floor beside them.
+
+"Oh, look at this dog, riding on a horse's back!" exclaimed Bunny,
+showing Sue a picture he had found in his book.
+
+"Yes, it's like in a circus," Sue agreed. "And see, here's a colored
+picture of a cow. Oh, I wish I had a drink of milk, Bunny. I'm hungry!
+It must be pretty near supper time."
+
+"I guess it is," the little fellow agreed, as he patted his own stomach.
+"We'll go home, Sue. I wonder if we couldn't take some of those books
+with us?"
+
+"I guess so," Sue said. "Nobody wants 'em."
+
+"And, anyhow, we didn't get any red paint, though maybe I can find some
+outside," Bunny said. "We'll each take a book."
+
+It took a little time for Bunny and Sue each to pick out the book, with
+the pictures in it, that was most liked. But finally, each with a
+magazine held tightly, the children started to go down stairs.
+
+"Here I go!" cried Bunny again, as he straddled the banister railing.
+Down he slid, but this time Sue did not wait until her brother had
+reached the bottom post.
+
+She put her own fat little legs over the rail, and down she went,
+bumping right into Bunny and knocking him off the post on to the floor.
+And, that was not all, for she fell right on top of him.
+
+"Ugh!" grunted Bunny, for Sue was rather heavy and she took his breath
+away.
+
+"Oh, Bunny, did I hurt you?" asked the little girl, as she got up. "Did
+I, Bunny?"
+
+"Nope, you didn't hurt me, Sue. Falling down did--a little, but I fell
+on something soft, I guess."
+
+Bunny stood up and looked. He had fallen on a pile of cloth bags which
+the painters had left inside the house. It was lucky for Bunny that the
+bags were there, or he might have been badly bruised. As it was he and
+Sue were not hurt, and, having picked themselves up, and brushed off
+their clothes, they were ready to go back home.
+
+And it was quite time, too, for the shadows were getting longer and
+longer out in the street, as the sun went down.
+
+"It was the front door that blew shut with such a bang," Bunny said, as
+he and Sue went down the long, front hall. "It was open when we came in,
+but it's shut now."
+
+"The wind blew it, I guess," said Sue. "I wonder if you can get it open,
+Bunny?"
+
+"Sure!" her brother said.
+
+But when Bunny tried to open the front door he could not. Either it was
+too tightly shut, or else some spring lock had snapped shut. There was
+no key in the hole, but Bunny turned and twisted the knob, this way and
+that. But the door would not open.
+
+"Let me try," said Sue, seeing that Bunny was not getting the door to
+swing open so they could get out. "Let me try."
+
+"Pooh! If I can't do it, you can't," Bunny said. He did not exactly mean
+to be impolite, but he meant that he was stronger than his little sister
+and so she could hardly hope to do what he could not.
+
+"Oh, but Bunny, what will we do if we can't get the door open?" Sue
+asked, and she seemed almost as frightened as the day when she had
+fallen down in the mud puddle when she and Bunny went to meet Aunt Lu.
+
+"Well, if I can't get the front door open, maybe I can get the back one
+or the side one open," Bunny said. "Come on, we'll try them."
+
+But the back door was also locked and there was no key in that to turn.
+Neither was there a side door. Both the front and back doors were
+locked.
+
+Bunny looked at Sue, and Sue looked at her little brother. Her eyes were
+bright and shiny, as though she were going to cry. Bunny tried to speak
+bravely.
+
+"Sue--we--we're locked in!" he said.
+
+"Oh, Bunny!" she exclaimed. "What are we going to do? Oh! Oh! Oh dear!"
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER VI
+
+ADRIFT IN A BOAT
+
+
+Bunny Brown was a brave little chap, even though he was only a bit over
+six years old, "going on seven," as he always proudly said. And one of
+the matters in which he was braver than anything else was about his
+sister Sue.
+
+His mother had often spoken to him about his sister when he and Sue were
+allowed to walk up and down in the street, but not to go off the home
+block.
+
+"Now, Bunny," Mrs. Brown would say, "take good care of little Sue!"
+
+And Bunny would answer:
+
+"I will, Mother!"
+
+Now was a time when he must look after her and take special care of her.
+The first thing he said to Sue was:
+
+"Don't cry, Sister!" Sometimes he called her that instead of Sue.
+
+"I--I'm not going to cry," Sue answered, but, even then, there were
+tears in her eyes. "I'm not going to cry, but oh, Bunny, we're locked
+in, and there's nobody here----"
+
+"I'm here!" said Bunny quickly.
+
+"Yes, of course," answered Sue. "But you can't get the doors open,
+Bunny, and we can't get out when the doors are shut."
+
+Bunny thought for a moment. What Sue said was very true. One could not
+go through a locked door.
+
+"If we were only fairies now," said Bunny slowly, "it would be all
+right."
+
+"How would it be?" Sue asked, opening her eyes wide.
+
+"Why, if we were fairies," Bunny explained, "all we would have to do
+would be to change ourselves into smoke and we could float right out
+through the keyhole."
+
+"Oh, but I wouldn't like to be smoke!" cried Sue. "That wouldn't be any
+fun. Why we couldn't play tag, or eat ice cream cones or--or anything.
+And the wind would blow us all away, if we were smoke."
+
+"Oh, we wouldn't be smoke all the while," Bunny said. "Only just while
+we were going through the keyhole. Once we were on the other side we
+could change back into our own selves again."
+
+"Oh, that would be all right," Sue said. She went up close to the
+keyhole of the front door and peeped through. Maybe she was trying to
+wish herself small enough to crawl out of the locked, empty house,
+without changing into smoke.
+
+But of course Bunny and Sue were not fairies, and of course they could
+not turn into smoke, so there they had to stay, locked in.
+
+"But, Bunny, what are we going to do?" asked Sue, as they went back and
+forth from the front to the back door.
+
+"Maybe I can open a window," Bunny said. But he was not tall enough to
+reach more than past the window sill. The middle of the sash was far
+away, and he could see that the catch was on. If there had been a chair
+in the house, perhaps Bunny might have stood on it and opened a window,
+but there was none.
+
+In one of the rooms Bunny did find an empty box. Moving this up to the
+window to stand on he found he could reach the middle of the sash, and
+turn the fastener.
+
+"Now if I can only push up the window, Sue!" he cried.
+
+"I'll help you," the little girl said. "Here's a stick, I can push with
+that."
+
+So with Bunny standing on the box, and Sue, on the floor, pushing with
+the stick, they tried to put up the window in order to get out of the
+empty house.
+
+But the window would not go up, and all of a sudden Sue's stick slipped
+and banged against the glass.
+
+"Oh! Look out!" cried Bunny. "You nearly broke it."
+
+"I didn't mean to."
+
+"No. But I guess we'd better not try to raise the window. We might break
+the glass."
+
+Bunny knew a boy who, when playing ball, broke a window, and he had to
+save up all his pennies for a month to pay for the new glass. Bunny did
+not want to do that.
+
+So the children went away from the window.
+
+"Say, Sue," said Bunny, after a bit, "we can play we are camping out
+here. That would be fun, and we can make a bed of the pieces of bags
+that I fell on off the banister, and--"
+
+"But I'm hungry, and there's nothing to eat!" Sue exclaimed. "When we
+camp out, or go on a picnic, there are things to eat."
+
+"That's so," agreed Bunny. "This isn't as much fun as I thought it was.
+I wish I hadn't tried to get any red paint."
+
+"So do I," Sue said, but she was not blaming her brother. She had been
+just as anxious to go into the vacant house as he had been.
+
+The children did not know what to do. They were both ready to cry, but
+neither Wanted to. It was getting dark now.
+
+"Let's holler!" exclaimed Sue. "Maybe somebody will hear us and come and
+let us out."
+
+"All right," said Bunny. They both called together. But the vacant house
+was not near any other, and none of the neighbors heard the childish
+voices.
+
+"I--I guess I'd better get the bags and make a bed, for we'll have to
+stay here all night," said Bunny, when they were quite tired from
+calling aloud.
+
+"Then make my bed near yours, Bunny," said Sue. "I--I don't want to be
+alone."
+
+"I'll take care of you," promised the little blue-eyed chap, as he
+remembered what his mother had told him.
+
+Bunny went to the front hall to get the cloth bags. Sue went with him,
+for she did not want to be left alone in the room that was now getting
+quite dark.
+
+But Bunny and Sue did not have to stay all night in the empty house.
+Just as they were picking up the bags, they heard a noise at the front
+door and a voice called:
+
+"Bunny! Sue! Are you in there?"
+
+For a moment they did not answer, they were so surprised with joy. Then
+Bunny cried:
+
+"Oh, it's Uncle Tad! It's Uncle Tad!"
+
+While Sue exclaimed:
+
+"We're here! Yes, we're here, Uncle Tad! Oh, please let us out!"
+
+There was a squeaking noise and the front door was pushed open. In came
+the old soldier, and Bunny and Sue made a jump for his arms. He caught
+them up and kissed them.
+
+"Well, little ones, I've found you!" he cried. "I thought maybe you were
+in here. My, but what a fright you've given your mother and all of us!"
+
+"We came in for some red paint," explained Bunny, "and we got locked
+in."
+
+"No, the door wasn't locked," Uncle Tad explained. "It was just stuck
+real hard. You weren't strong enough to pull it open, I suppose. But
+don't ever do anything like this again."
+
+"We won't," promised Bunny. He was always pretty good at making
+promises, was Bunny Brown. "We just wanted to get some red paint so I
+could play Mr. Punch with the lobster claw," he went on.
+
+"And we slid down the banister," added Sue, "and I bumped Bunny off the
+post."
+
+"But she didn't hurt me," Bunny said.
+
+"How did you find us, Uncle Tad?" asked Sue, as their uncle led them
+along the now almost dark street toward their home.
+
+"Why, when you didn't come back your mother was worried," the old
+soldier said. "So your Aunt Lu started out one way after you, and I went
+the other. As I passed this old house I saw a blue ribbon down by the
+gate and I thought it looked like yours, Sue. So I thought you might
+have come in here."
+
+"Oh, did I lose my hair ribbon?" Sue asked, putting her hand to her
+head. The big, pretty bow was gone, but Uncle Tad had found it.
+
+"It's a good thing you lost it," said Bunny. "If you hadn't, Uncle Tad
+wouldn't have known where to look for us."
+
+"Oh, I guess I should have found you after a bit," Uncle Tad said, with
+a smile. "But now we must hurry home, so the folks will know you are all
+right."
+
+And my, how Bunny and Sue were kissed and cuddled by their mother and
+Aunt Lu when Uncle Tad brought them back! "I was beginning to be
+afraid," said Mrs. Brown, "that you had gone down to the boat-dock,
+after I told you not to, and I was going to have your father and Bunker
+Blue look for you."
+
+"We didn't mean to get locked in. Mother," explained Bunny. "It was the
+wind."
+
+"Well, don't go in empty houses again," Aunt Lu said.
+
+"Nope--never!" promised Sue, "But we were looking for your ring, Aunt
+Lu, though we didn't find it."
+
+"No, I'm afraid it's gone forever," said Miss Baker with a sigh, and a
+sad look. "But it was very good of you to try to find it for me."
+
+The children sat down to supper, telling the big folks all about the
+adventure, and how they had become fastened in, and were afraid they
+would have to make a bed on the bags and stay all night.
+
+"And if we had I'd have taken good care of Sue," Bunny remarked.
+
+"I know you would, my dear," his mother answered, as she kissed him and
+his sister, before putting them to bed.
+
+For a few days after this Bunny and Sue did nothing to make any trouble.
+They went on little trips with Aunt Lu, showing her the many wonderful
+sights at the seaside. With her they watched the fish boats come in, and
+once they went sailing with her and their mother, Bunker Blue taking
+charge of the boat. They gathered pretty shells and pebbles on the beach
+and had many good times.
+
+One day Bunny and Sue played Punch and Judy, Bunny wearing the big red
+lobster claw on his nose. Aunt Lu laughed at the funny tricks of the
+children.
+
+"Some day we'll get up a real show, and charge money," said Bunny, as he
+put away the lobster claw to use another time.
+
+Not far from the Brown's house was a small river that flowed into the
+bay. Part of the Brown land was right on the edge of this river and at a
+small dock Mr. Brown kept, tied up, a rowboat which he sometimes used to
+go fishing in, or to go after crabs, which are something like lobsters,
+only smaller. They are just as good to eat when they are cooked, and
+they turn red when you boil them.
+
+One day Bunny and Sue went down to the edge of the river. They asked
+Aunt Lu to go with them, but she said she had a headache, and wanted to
+lie down.
+
+"Don't go far away, children," called Mrs. Brown after the two tots, as
+they wandered down near the little stream.
+
+"We won't," promised Bunny, and he really meant it. But neither he nor
+Sue knew what was going to happen.
+
+It was quite warm that day, and, as Bunny and Sue sat in the shade of a
+tree on the bank of the river, the little boy said:
+
+"Oh, Sue, wouldn't it be nice if we could go on the river in the boat?"
+
+"Yes," said his sister, "but mother said we weren't to."
+
+"I guess she meant we weren't to go ROWING in a boat--I mean a loose
+boat--one that isn't tied fast," said Bunny. "I guess it would be all
+right if we sat in the boat while it was tied fast to shore."
+
+"Maybe," said Sue. She wanted, as much as did Bunny, to sit in the boat,
+for it was cooler down there.
+
+"Let's do it!" proposed Bunny. "The boat is tied fast, but we can make
+believe we are rowing. We'll pretend we are taking a long trip."
+
+Neither of the children meant to do wrong, for they thought it would be
+all right to sit in the boat as long as it was tied fast. So into it
+they climbed. Then such fun as they had! They took sticks and made
+believe to row. They tied their handkerchiefs on other sticks and
+pretended to be sailing. They rocked the boat gently to and fro, and
+Bunny called this "being out in a storm."
+
+Then they lay down on the broad seats and made believe it was night and
+that, when they awakened, they would be in a far-off land where coconuts
+grew on trees and where there were monkeys to toss them down.
+
+And, before they knew it, both children were fast asleep, for the sun
+was shining warmly down on them. Bunny awoke first. He felt the boat
+tossing to and fro:
+
+"Don't do that, Sue!" he called. "You'll tip us over."
+
+"Don't do what?" asked Sue, sleepily.
+
+"Don't jiggle the boat," said Bunny. Then he opened his eyes wider and
+looked all about. The boat was far from shore and was drifting down the
+river. It had become untied while the children slept.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER VII
+
+BUNNY GOES FISHING
+
+
+"On, Bunny! Bunny!" cried Sue, clapping her hands. "We're having a sail!
+We're sailing!"
+
+"Yes," answered her brother, "that's what we are, but--"
+
+He looked toward the shore and wondered if it were too far away for him
+to wade to it. The river looked quite deep, though, and Bunny decided he
+had better not try it.
+
+"Don't you like sailing," asked his sister Sue.
+
+"Oh, yes, I like it all right," was the reply, "but mother told us not
+to go out in the boat and we've done it."
+
+"But we didn't mean to," came from the little girl. "The boat did it all
+by itself, and it isn't our fault at all."
+
+"That's so," and Bunny smiled now and seemed happier.
+
+"I wonder how it happened?" asked Sue.
+
+"I guess we jiggled it so much, making believe we were sailing, that the
+rope got loose," Bunny explained. "And now we're sailing!"
+
+Bunny Brown and his sister Sue really were sailing down the river and
+the boat was bobbing up and down and swinging from side to side, for it
+was not steered. And it was not exactly "sailing" either, for it was
+only a row-boat and there was no sail to hoist.
+
+But the river was flowing down hill to the sea and it was the river that
+was carrying the boat along.
+
+"I like it; don't you?" asked Sue, after a bit.
+
+"Yes," answered Bunny. "Only we musn't go too far away. Mother wouldn't
+like that even if it wasn't our fault that the boat got loose. I wonder
+if there's anything to eat here."
+
+"Let's look," proposed Sue, so the two children looked under the boat
+seats and lifted the oars over to one side. Sometimes they were allowed
+to go with their father or mother for a row or sail, and, once in a
+while, Mrs. Brown would take with her some sandwiches or cake for a
+little lunch. Bunny and Sue thought something to eat might have been
+left over since the last time, but there was nothing.
+
+"Oh dear!" sighed Sue. "I'm terrible hungry, Bunny!"
+
+"So am I!"
+
+"Don't you s'pose you could catch a fish, so we could eat that?"
+
+"I might,' Bunny answered, "if I had a fish line."
+
+"I have a piece of string," and Sue put her chubby hand in her pocket.
+She had had her mother sew two pockets in her dress, almost like the
+ones Bunny had in his little trousers. For Sue said she wanted to carry
+things in her pockets, just as her brother and the other boys did.
+
+She now pulled out a tangled bit of string, white cord that had come off
+some bundles from the grocery.
+
+"There's a fish line, Bunny," said Sue.
+
+"Yes, if I only had a hook," and the little fellow pulled the tangles
+out of the cord, "You can't catch fish without a hook, Sue."
+
+"I know that. And here's a pin. You can bend that into a hook. Sadie
+West and I did that one day up at the frog pond."
+
+"Did you get any fish?" Bunny asked.
+
+"No," answered Sue slowly. "But there wasn't any fish in the pond. Mr.
+Winkler came along and told us so, and we didn't fish any more. We
+caught frogs."
+
+"How?"
+
+"In a tin can."
+
+"We haven't any tin can now," went on Bunny, looking about the boat, as
+if he would, perhaps, rather catch frogs than fishes.
+
+"Don't try to get any frogs," Sue begged him. "They aren't any good to
+eat."
+
+"Their legs are!"
+
+"Oh, they are not! I wouldn't eat frogs' legs. I'd eat chickens' legs
+though, if they were cooked."
+
+"So would I. But some folks do eat frogs legs. I heard Aunt Lu telling
+mother so the other day."
+
+"They must be funny people to eat frogs' legs," Sue exclaimed.
+
+"But I won't catch any now," Bunny promised. "Where's the pin, Sue? So I
+can make a hook."
+
+"I'll take one out of my dress where a button's off," offered the little
+girl. "Only you'll have to give the pin back to me after you stop
+fishing, 'cause I'll have to pin my dress up again."
+
+"S'posin' a fish swallers it?" Bunny asked.
+
+"Swallers what?"
+
+"Swallers the hook!" Bunny explained. "If a fish eats the bent pin hook
+I can't give it back to you; can I?"
+
+"No," said Sue slowly. "But we could get it out when we cook the fish,"
+she said, after thinking about it a little while.
+
+"Yes," agreed Bunny. "But I guess they don't cook pins in fish. Anyhow
+we haven't got a fire to cook with."
+
+"Oh, well, then we'll pretend. Here's the pin, Bunny," and Sue took it
+from a place on her dress where, as she had said, a button was off. "Try
+and catch a big fish with it."
+
+Bunny had the piece of string untangled now and he bent the pin into a
+sort of hook. All this while the boat was slowly drifting down the
+river, but Bunny Brown and his sister Sue had talked so much about
+fishing that they had not noticed where they were going. They were not
+so frightened as they had been at first.
+
+Bunny tied the bent pin on the end of his piece of string and was about
+to toss it over the side of the boat into the water when he happened to
+think.
+
+"I'll have to have a sinker," he said to Sue. "You can't catch fish if
+you don't have a sinker to take the hook down to the bottom of the
+water. Fish only bite near the bottom. I must have a sinker."
+
+"Oh, dear!" exclaimed Sue. "Fishing is a lot of work; isn't it, Bunny?"
+
+"It's fun," said the little boy. "I like it, but I have to have a
+sinker."
+
+"I could give you a button from my dress," Sue said. "One's almost off,
+and I could pull it the rest of the way. Only I haven't another pin to
+fasten me up with. This is an old dress, anyhow. That's what makes it
+have one button gone and another almost off," she explained.
+
+"Never mind. Don't pull off the button, Sue," Bunny said. "I guess it
+wouldn't be heavy enough to sink. Maybe I can find a regular sinker. Oh,
+yes, here's one!" he cried, as he picked up from the bottom of the boat
+a piece of lead. It had been dropped there when Mr. Brown, or perhaps
+Bunker Blue, had used the boat for fishing a few days before.
+
+"This will be just the thing!" cried Bunny, as he fastened it to his
+line. "Now I can fish real," and he tossed the bent pin over the side of
+the drifting boat into the water. The bent pin sank out of sight, and
+both children watched eagerly, wondering how long it would be before
+they would catch a fish.
+
+But suddenly their boat bumped against something, and stopped moving.
+The bump was so hard that Bunny was knocked over against Sue.
+
+"Oh, Bunny, don't!" she exclaimed. "You hurt my arm!"
+
+"I--I couldn't help it," Bunny said.
+
+"Was it a fish?" asked Sue, hopefully, "Did he pull you over?"
+
+Bunny shook his head. Nothing had taken hold of the pin-hook. Then he
+turned his head and looked around.
+
+"Oh, Sue!" he cried. "We've run ashore on an island. Now we can get out
+and have some fun! This is great!"
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER VIII
+
+SUE FALLS IN
+
+
+The boat, in which Bunny Brown and his sister Sue had gone adrift, had
+really "bunked into an island," as Bunny told about it afterward. He
+said "bunked," and he meant bumped, for that is what the boat had done.
+
+There were a number of islands in the river, some small and some larger,
+and it was at one of the larger ones that Bunny and Sue now found
+themselves. Their boat swung around in the shallow water, and did not
+move any more. It was fast aground on the edge of the island.
+
+"Let's get out," suggested Bunny, and he did so, followed by Sue. As
+Bunny pulled his fish line from the water, his sister saw the dangling
+bent-pin hook, and cried out:
+
+"Oh, Bunny, you didn't get a fish after all!"
+
+"No," the little fellow answered. "I guess I can fish better from the
+island, anyhow. We'll fish here now, and if we catch anything we can
+build a fire and cook it. That is, we could if we had any matches."
+
+"Mother told us we musn't play with fire," remarked Sue.
+
+"That's so," her brother agreed. "Well, we can wait till we get home to
+cook the fish. But we've got to fasten the boat, or it may go away and
+leave us."
+
+Bunny's father was in the boat business and the little fellow had often
+heard how needful it was to tie boats fast so they would not drift away
+or be taken out by the tide. So it was one of the first things he
+thought of when he and Sue landed on the island.
+
+There was a rope in the front part, or bow of the rowboat, and Bunny
+tied one end of this rope to a tree that grew near the edge of the
+island.
+
+"Now I can fish," he said.
+
+"What can I do?" asked Sue. "I wish I had one of my dolls with me--even
+the old sawdust one, with the sawdust coming out. I could play house
+with her. What can I do, Bunny?"
+
+"Well, you can watch me fish, and then I'll let you have a turn. If you
+had another pin I could make you a hook."
+
+"Nope, I haven't anymore," and Sue looked carefully over her dress,
+thinking she might find another pin. But there was none.
+
+Bunny was about to cast in the line from the shore of the island, near
+the boat, where he and Sue were standing, when he suddenly thought of
+something.
+
+"Oh, I forgot! I haven't any bait on my hook!" he said. "No wonder I
+didn't get a bite. I'll have to get a worm, or something the fish like
+to eat. Come on, Sue, you can help at that--hunting for worms."
+
+"I--I don't want to," and Sue gave a little shiver.
+
+"You don't like to hunt worms?" asked Bunny, as if very much surprised.
+"I like it--it's fun!"
+
+"Oh, but worms--worms are so--so squiggily!" stammered Sue. "They make
+me feel so ticklish in my toes."
+
+"You don't pick up worms in your toes!" cried Bunny. "You pick 'em up in
+your hands!"
+
+"I know," and Sue smiled at her brother, "but they are so squiggily that
+they make me feel ticklish away down to my toes, anyhow."
+
+"All right," Bunny agreed. "I'll pick up the worms, but you can have a
+turn fishing just the same."
+
+"Thank you," answered Sue.
+
+Mrs. Brown had taught the children to be kind and polite to each other,
+just as well as to strangers and to "company." Though of course Bunny
+Brown and his sister Sue had little troubles and "spats" and
+differences, now and then, just like other children.
+
+Bunny began looking for worms, and he dug in the soft dirt of the
+island, near the edge of the water, with a stick. But either there were
+no worms there, or Bunny did not dig deep enough for them, for he found
+none.
+
+"Guess I'll have to fish without any bait," he said, after a while. But,
+as I suppose you all know, fish hardly ever bite on an empty hook,
+especially when it is made from a bent pin; so, after he had dangled the
+line in the water for quite a while, Bunny said:
+
+"Here, Sue. It's your turn now. Maybe you'll have better luck than I
+had."
+
+"Maybe there aren't any fish in this river."
+
+"Oh, yes there are. Bunker Blue caught a lot one day. But he had worms
+for bait."
+
+However Sue did not mind fishing without any worms on the pin-hook, and
+she sat down on a log, near the water and let the line dangle in it,
+while Bunny walked about the island. He had never been on this one
+before, though there was a larger one, farther down the river, where he
+and his sister Sue had often gone on little picnics with their mother
+and father.
+
+Walking back a little way from the edge of the water, Bunny saw a place
+where a tangle of vines, growing over an old stump, had made a place
+like a little tent, or bower. All at once Bunny remembered a story his
+mother had read to him. Back he ran to where Sue was fishing.
+
+"Oh, Sue! Sue!" he exclaimed. "I know what we can do!"
+
+"What?"
+
+"We can play Robinson Crusoe!" cried Bunny.
+
+"Is that like tag, or hide-and-go-to-seek?" the little girl wanted to
+know.
+
+"Neither one," answered her brother. "Robinson Crusoe was a man who was
+shipwrecked on an island, and he lived there a long time with his man
+Friday. We can play that."
+
+"But we aren't shipwrecked," Sue said. Living near the sea the children
+had often heard of shipwrecks, and had once seen one, when a big sail
+boat had beep blown up on the beach and broken to pieces by the heavy
+waves. The sailors were taken off by the life-savers. "We're not
+shipwrecked," said Sue. "There's our boat all right," and she pointed to
+the one in which they had gone adrift.
+
+"Oh, well, we can pretend we've been shipwrecked," Bunny said.
+
+"Oh, yes!" and Sue understood now. "What is the rest of the game?" she
+asked.
+
+"Well, mother read the story to me out of a book," explained Bunny.
+"Robinson Crusoe was wrecked, and he had to live on this island, and he
+had a man named Friday."
+
+"What a funny name! Who named him that?" asked Sue.
+
+"Robinson Crusoe did. You see, Friday was a colored man, very nice, too,
+and he helped Robinson a lot. Robinson called him that name because he
+found him on Friday."
+
+"But this isn't Friday," objected Sue. "It's Thursday."
+
+"Well, it's only pretend," went on Bunny.
+
+"Oh, yes. I forgot. So Robinson had a colored man named Friday to help
+him,"
+
+"Yes," Bunny said, "and we'll play that game. I'll be Robinson."
+
+"But who is going to be Friday?" Sue wanted to know.
+
+"You can be."
+
+"But I'm not a man, and I'm not colored, Bunny."
+
+"We'll have to pretend that, too. You'll be my man Friday, and we'll go
+to live in the little tent over there," and Bunny pointed toward the
+leafy bower he had found. "And you can be colored, too, if you want,
+Sue," he said. "You could rub some mud on your face and hands."
+
+"Oh, let's! That's what I'll do!" and Sue laid aside the stick to which
+Bunny had tied the fishline and the bent pin. "That will be fun!" Sue
+said. "It will be better than the Punch and Judy show with the lobster
+claw on your nose."
+
+"But you mustn't get your dress muddy," Bunny cautioned his sister.
+"Mother wouldn't like that."
+
+[Illustration with caption: FOR A MOMENT SUE LAY THERE, STILL CHOKING
+AND GASPING]
+
+"I won't," promised Sue. "And when we get through playing I can wash the
+mud off my face and hands."
+
+"Yes," said Bunny. "Now I'll go over to my cave--we'll call the place
+where the vines grow over the stump a cave," he went on, "and I'll be
+there just like Robinson Crusoe Was in the cave on his island. Then I'll
+come out and find you, all blacked up with mud, and I'll call you
+Friday."
+
+Sue clapped her hands in delight, and, when Bunny went off to the cave,
+which, he remembered, was the sort of place where the real Robinson
+Crusoe lived, in the story book, Sue found a place where there was some
+soft, black mud.
+
+Very carefully, so as not to soil her dress, the little girl blackened
+her hands and face, rubbing on the dirt as well as she could.
+
+"Bunny! Bunny!" she called after a bit.
+
+"Well, what is it?" asked her brother, as he was sitting in his make-
+believe cave.
+
+"Come and look at me," said Sue, "and see if I'm black enough to be
+Friday."
+
+Bunny came and looked.
+
+"You need a little more mud around behind your ears," he said. "I'll put
+it on for you," and he did so.
+
+Then the two children played the Robinson Crusoe game; that is, as much
+of it as Bunny could remember, which was not a great deal. But they had
+good fun, walking about the island, and going into the green vine-bower
+now and then to get out of the sun, which was very hot.
+
+But even as much fun as it was playing at being shipwrecked on an
+island, like Robinson, in the story book, the children soon tired of it.
+
+"I guess we'd better go home," said Sue after awhile. "I'm terribly
+hungry, Bunny."
+
+"So'm I."
+
+"And if we can't catch any fish, and can't find any place to get things
+to eat from, we'd better go home."
+
+"Yes, I guess we had. I wonder if I can row the boat?"
+
+Bunny had often seen his father, or Bunker Blue, or sometimes his
+mother, row a boat, so he knew how it was done. But he knew the oars in
+the boat in which he and Sue had gone adrift were heavy, and he was not
+very strong, though a sturdy little chap for his years.
+
+"I'll help you," Sue said. "But first I'll have to un-Friday myself. I
+must wash off this mud."
+
+"I'll help you--around behind your ears where you can't see," offered
+Bunny.
+
+Sue went to a place near the water, where there was a flat rock, and
+leaned over to dip her handkerchief in. She was going to use it as a
+washcloth.
+
+But, whether she slipped, or leaned over too far, Sue never knew. At any
+rate, soon after she had washed off the first bit of mud from her hands
+and wrists, she suddenly toppled, head first, right into the river!
+
+"Oh! Oh! Bunny!" Sue cried, as she found herself in the water.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER IX
+
+THE RESCUE DOG
+
+
+Bunny Brown and his sister Sue had often been in the water bathing. They
+had even been allowed to go in the ocean, a little way, when their
+father or mother was with them, and they were just beginning to learn to
+swim.
+
+But to fall suddenly into the water, with all one's clothes on, is
+enough to frighten anybody, even someone older than Sue; so it is no
+wonder she began splashing about, instead of trying to swim, as her
+father had told her to do,
+
+Bunny, for a moment, did not know what to do, but he had one great
+thought, and that was that he must help his sister. He was a little
+distance away from her, and he called out:
+
+"I'm coming, Sue! I'll get you out! Don't be afraid!"
+
+But Sue was afraid. Her head went under water, and she had swallowed
+some, for she had forgotten another thing her father had told her, and
+this was:
+
+"When your head goes under water, hold your breath--don't breathe--and
+then the water won't get in your mouth and nose."
+
+But Sue forgot this, and she was choking and gasping in the river.
+Luckily it was not deep, and he might easily have stood up at the place
+where she had fallen in. The water would not have been quite up to her
+waist.
+
+"I'll get you out, Sue! I'll get you!" cried Bunny.
+
+He ran toward Sue, but before he reached her there was heard a loud
+barking, and a big, shaggy dog rushed down to the edge of the island.
+Right into the water the dog jumped, and, getting hold of Sue's dress,
+he pulled her up on the shore.
+
+For a moment Sue lay there, still choking and gasping, while the dog
+stood over her, wagging his tail, and barking as hard as he could bark.
+He seemed to know that everything was all right now.
+
+"Oh, Sue! Sue!" cried Bunny, rushing up to his sister, and putting his
+arms around her. "You aren't drowned now; are you, Sue?"
+
+"I--I don't--don't know--Bun-Bunny!" she stammered. "I--I guess I'm
+'most drowned, anyhow. Oh, take me home! I want my mamma!"
+
+"I'll take you home right away!" Bunny promised. "But wasn't the dog
+good to pull you out?"
+
+The dog shook the water from himself, and wagged his tail harder than
+ever. He jumped about, barking, and then, with his big red tongue, he
+licked first Sue's face, and then Bunny's.
+
+Sue was much better now. She could sit up, and, as the river water was
+not salty, as is the water of the ocean, what she had swallowed of it
+did not hurt her.
+
+"I guess the dog will lick all the Friday-mud off my face," she said,
+smiling at Bunny through her tears.
+
+"The mud's all off anyhow," said her brother. "Falling in the river
+washed you clean."
+
+"But it got my dress all wet. I don't care, it's an old one."
+
+"That's good," said her brother. "Now we'll go home. Maybe you will be
+all dry when we get there," he added hopefully, "and your dress won't
+show any wet at all."
+
+"But I'll have to tell mother I fell in."
+
+"Oh, of course!"
+
+"But it was a--a accident," Sue said, speaking the big word slowly. "Now
+take me home, Bunny. I don't want to play Friday any more, and I'm
+hungry."
+
+The dog jumped about the children, but he kept nearer to Sue. Maybe he
+thought she belonged to him, now that he had pulled her from the water.
+Perhaps he had saved Sue's life, though the little girl might have
+gotten out herself, or Bunny might have pulled her from the water.
+
+"He's a nice dog," said Sue. "I wish we could keep him."
+
+"Maybe we can. He doesn't seem to belong to anybody, and nobody lives on
+this island."
+
+"He was shipwrecked too," said Sue. "Or maybe he wanted to play Robinson
+Crusoe with us."
+
+"Robinson didn't have a dog--anyhow, mother didn't read about any in the
+story," replied Bunny. ''But he had a goat."
+
+"We can pretend this dog is a goat," remarked Sue, as she patted the big
+shaggy fellow, who barked in delight, and wagged his tail.
+
+"We'll take him home in the boat with us," decided Bunny. "I hope mother
+lets us keep him."
+
+Getting into the boat was easy enough for Bunny and Sue, for they only
+had to step over the side, the boat being partly on shore. And the dog
+jumped in after them. He seemed very glad Indeed that he had found two
+such nice children to love, and who would love him.
+
+But when Bunny tried to push the boat away from the island, as he had
+seen his father and Bunker Blue often do, he found it was not easy. The
+boat was stuck fast in the soft mud of the edge of the island.
+
+"I--I can't do it," Bunny said, puffing, as he pushed on the oar, with
+which he was trying to shove off the boat. "I can't do it, Sue."
+
+"Will we have to stay here forever?"
+
+"No, not forever. Maybe papa, or somebody will come for us. But I can't
+push off the boat."
+
+"I'll help you," offered Sue. The oar was too heavy for her, however, so
+Bunny got her a long stick. But, even with what little help Sue could
+give, the boat would not move.
+
+"Oh, dear!" sighed Bunny, sitting down on a seat. He looked worried, and
+so did Sue.
+
+"If we had a harness for our new dog we could hitch him to the boat, and
+maybe he could pull it into the water," remarked Bunny, after a bit.
+
+"Oh, that would be fine!" cried the little girl. "And maybe he could
+swim, and pull us all the way home."
+
+"But we haven't any harness," said Bunny with another sigh.
+
+"Couldn't we use the fish line? I've got another piece of string."
+
+"We can try."
+
+With the string, which he knotted together, Bunny made a sort of
+"harness," putting one end around the dog's neck, and tying the other
+end to the bow, or front of the boat.
+
+"Now pull us, Towser!" Bunny cried.
+
+"Is his name Towser?" Sue wanted to know.
+
+"Well, we'll call him that until we can think of a better name. Go on,
+pull!" ordered Bunny.
+
+But the dog only barked and stood still. He did not seem to mind being
+"hitched up." It seemed as though he had often had children play with
+him.
+
+"Oh, I know how to make him pull us!" Sue exclaimed.
+
+"How?"
+
+"Throw a stick in the water, and he'll chase after it."
+
+"Fine!" cried Bunny, and he tossed a chip out into the river. With a
+bark the dog rushed after it. But I think you can guess what happened.
+Instead of the dog's pulling the boat, the string broke, and, of course,
+that was the end of the harness.
+
+"Oh, dear!" exclaimed Sue. "We'll never get home, Bunny!"
+
+The little boy did not know what to do next. But, all at once, as he and
+his sister looked at each other, quite worried and anxious, they heard a
+voice shouting:
+
+"Bunny! Sue! Are you there? Where are you? Bunny! Sue!"
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER X
+
+A TROLLEY RIDE
+
+
+"Who--who is that?" asked Sue of her brother in a whisper. "Oh, it's
+papa come for us!"
+
+"That isn't papa," Bunny answered, for well he knew his father's voice.
+
+"Well, it's SOMEBODY, anyhow," and Sue smiled now, through her tears.
+"It's somebody, and I'm so glad!"
+
+"Bunny! Sue!" called the voice again, and the big dog barked. Perhaps he
+was also glad that "somebody" had come for him, as glad as were the
+children. But, though Bunny Brown and his sister Sue looked all about,
+they could see no one. Then, all of a sudden, Sue thought of something.
+
+"Oh, Bunny!" she cried. "Do you s'pose it could be him?"
+
+"Be who?"
+
+"Robinson Crusoe's man Friday. Here on the island, you know. Maybe he
+heard we were here, and came to help us catch fish, or make a fire. Oh,
+Bunny, if it should be Mr. Friday!"
+
+"Pooh! It couldn't be," said Bunny. "Mr. Friday was only make-believe,
+and we were only pretending, anyhow. It couldn't be!"
+
+"No, I 'spose not," and Sue sighed. "Anyhow, it's somebody, and they
+know us, and I'm glad!"
+
+Bunny was also glad, and a few seconds later, while the dog kept on
+barking, and running here and there, Bunny and Sue raw, coming around
+the end of the island, a boat, and in it was Jed Winkler, the old sailor
+who owned Wango, the monkey. Only, of course, the old sailor did not
+have the monkey with him this time.
+
+"Bunny! Sue! Oh, there you are!" called Mr. Winkler as he saw the two
+children.
+
+"Oh, Mr. Winkler!" cried Bunny. "We're so glad to see you!"
+
+"Yes, and I guess your folks will be glad to see YOU!" answered the old
+sailor. "They've been looking all over for you, and only a little while
+ago I noticed that your boat was gone. I thought maybe you had gone on a
+voyage down the river, so I said I'd come down and look, as far as the
+island, anyhow. And here you are!
+
+"I wonder what you'll do next? But there's no telling, I reckon. What
+have you been doing, anyhow, and whose dog is that?"
+
+"He's mine," said Sue quickly. "He pulled me out of the water."
+
+"He's half mine, too," said Bunny. "I saw him before you did, Sue. You
+couldn't see him 'cause your head was under the water," he went on, "and
+when a feller sees a dog first, half of it is his, anyhow; isn't it, Mr.
+Winkler?"
+
+"Oh, you may have half of him," agreed Sue kindly. "Do you want the head
+half, or the tail hall, Bunny?"
+
+"Well," said Bunny slowly, "I like the tail end, 'cause that wags when
+he's happy, but I like the head end too, because that barks, and he can
+wash our hands with his tongue."
+
+Bunny did not seem to know which half of the dog to take. Then a new
+idea came to him.
+
+"I'll tell you what we can do, Sue!" he exclaimed. "We can divide him
+down the middle the other way. Then you'll have half his head end, and
+half his tail end, and so will I."
+
+"Oh, yes!" Sue agreed, "and we can take turns feeding him."
+
+"Say, I never see two such youngsters as you!" declared the old sailor,
+laughing. "What happened to you, anyhow?"
+
+"Well, we didn't mean to go off in the boat, but we did," Bunny
+explained. "Then we got wrecked on this island, just like Robinson
+Crusoe did."
+
+"Only we didn't find Mr. Friday," put in Sue.
+
+"But we found a cave--a make-believe one," Bunny said quickly.
+
+"And I fell in, but we didn't get any fish," added the sister.
+
+"And the dog did pull her out, and we're going to keep him," went on
+Bunny. "And will you take us home, Mr. Winkler? 'Cause we're hungry, and
+maybe our dog is, too, and it's getting dark, and we couldn't make our
+boat go, even if we did hitch the dog up to it."
+
+"Bless your hearts, of course I'll take you home, and the dog, too!" the
+old sailor cried, "though I didn't expect to find a dog here. Come now,
+get in my boat, and I'll fasten yours to mine, and pull it along after
+me. Come along!"
+
+Bunny Brown and his sister Sue were soon in the old sailor's boat, the
+dog following them, and, a little later, they were safely at their own
+dock, where their father and mother, as well as Aunt Lu and Bunker Blue,
+were waiting to greet them.
+
+"Oh, Bunny! Oh, Sue!" cried Mrs. Brown, as she gathered them both into
+her arms. "Why did you do it? Oh, such a fright as you have given all of
+us!"
+
+"We didn't mean to, Mother," said Bunny, himself a little frightened at
+what had happened. "The boat came untied, and floated off with us, and
+then we played Robinson Crusoe, just like you read to me out of the
+book, and--"
+
+"But we didn't find Mr. Friday," interrupted Sue, who seemed to feel
+this was quite a disappointment.
+
+"Never mind," remarked Aunt Lu, "you had plenty of other adventures, I
+should think. Why, Sue!" she exclaimed, "your dress is quite damp!"
+
+"She fell in," explained Bunny, "and--"
+
+"Mercy! Where did that dog come from?" cried Mrs. Brown, for the big
+shaggy animal had been lying quietly in the bottom of Mr. Winkler's
+boat, and now, with a bark, he suddenly sprang up, and jumped out on the
+dock.
+
+"It's our dog," said Sue. "He pulled me out."
+
+"Pulled you out, child? Out of where?" Mrs. Brown wanted to know. "What
+happened? Tell me all about it!"
+
+Which Bunny and Sue did, taking turns. Then they begged to be allowed to
+keep the dog, and Mr. Brown said they might, if no one came to claim it.
+
+"I guess it must be a lost dog," said the old sailor. "Maybe it jumped
+off some boat that was going down the river, and swam to the island. I
+guess it's glad enough to get off, though, for there's nothing there for
+a dog to eat."
+
+"We couldn't find anything, either," said Bunny, "and we're hungry now,
+Mother."
+
+"And we're going to take turns feeding the dog," came from Sue. "I own
+one half, down the middle, and so does Bunny."
+
+"Bless your hearts!" Mrs. Brown cried. "She was very glad the children
+had been found, and Mr. Brown told Bunny and Sue they must not get in
+the boat again, unless some older person was with them, even if the boat
+was tied to the dock. Then it was supper time, and the big, shaggy dog
+ate as much as Bunny and Sue together, which showed how hungry he was.
+
+"What are you going to call the dog?" asked Aunt Lu.
+
+"I called him Towser," Bunny said, "but we can take another name, if we
+don't like that."
+
+"Oh, let's call him Splash!" exclaimed Sue.
+
+"Splash? What a funny name!" her mother remarked.
+
+"Well, he did splash in the water after me, and pulled me out. Maybe we
+could call him Pull, but I like Splash better," and Sue shook her curly
+head.
+
+"Call him Splash, then," agreed Mr. Brown, and so the big dog was called
+that name. He did not seem to mind how funny it was, but wagged his
+tail, and barked happily whenever he was spoken to.
+
+For two or three days after they had gone off in the boat, Bunny Brown
+and his sister Sue did not go far from home. They remained about the
+house, playing different games with some of the children who lived near
+them. Now and then they would go down the street with Aunt Lu, or to the
+dock, to see the fish boats come in. And, often, as she walked along,
+Aunt Lu would look down at the ground.
+
+"Are you looking for your lost diamond ring?" Bunny or Sue would ask.
+
+"Well, not exactly," Aunt Lu would say. "I'm afraid I shall never find
+it," she would add, in rather a sad voice. "I am afraid it is gone
+forever."
+
+"We'll keep on looking," promised Bunny. "And maybe we'll find it."
+
+Splash, the big dog, proved to be very gentle and kind. He seemed to
+love the two children very much, and went everywhere with them. No one
+came to claim him. There was only one place Bunny and Sue could not take
+him, and that was to Mr. Winkler's house, and it was on account of the
+monkey.
+
+"I'm afraid Splash might scare Wango," the old sailor said. "Monkeys are
+easily frightened, and Wango might try to get out of his cage and hurt
+himself. So, much as I love your dog, children, please don't bring him
+where Wango is." "We won't," promised Bunny and Sue. So, whenever they
+paid a little visit to their friend, the old sailor, Splash was chained
+outside the gate, and the poor dog did not seem to understand why this
+was done. But he would lie down and wait until Bunny and Sue came out.
+Then how glad he was to see them!
+
+One day Aunt Lu gave Bunny and Sue each five cents. They said they
+wanted to buy some toy balloons, which they had seen in the window of
+Mrs. Redden's store.
+
+"Maybe we could tie two balloons together, and fasten them to a basket
+and have a ride, like in an airship," Sue said to Bunny, for they had
+been looking at some pictures of airships in a magazine.
+
+"Maybe we could," Bunny agreed.
+
+But Bunny and Sue did not buy the toy balloons. They were on their way
+to get them, with Splash, the dog, walking along the street behind them,
+when a trolley car came along. The trolley ran from Bellemere, where
+Bunny and Sue lived, to Wayville, the next town. In Wayville lived Uncle
+Henry, who was a brother of Mrs. Brown's.
+
+"Oh, Sue! I know what let's do!" Bunny suddenly cried, as the trolley
+car stopped to take on some passengers at the street corner.
+
+"What shall we do, Bunny?" Sue was always ready to follow where her
+brother led.
+
+"Let's take our five cents and have a trolley ride! We can go to
+Wayville and see Uncle Henry. He'd like to see us."
+
+"But if we go on the trolley it costs five cents," Sue objected, "and we
+can't buy the balloons."
+
+"Maybe Uncle Henry will give us some pennies when we tell him we had to
+spend our five cents to come to see him," Bunny suggested.
+
+"Maybe. All right, let's go!"
+
+Hand in hand, never thinking that it was in the least wrong, Bunny and
+Sue ran for the trolley. The conductor, though perhaps he thought it
+strange to see two such small children traveling alone, said nothing,
+but helped them up the high step. Often the people of Wayville or
+Bellemere would put their children on the car, and ask the conductor to
+look out for them, and put them off at a certain place. But no one was
+with Bunny and Sue.
+
+"We want to go to Wayville, to our Uncle Henry's," explained the blue-
+eyed little boy.
+
+"All right," answered the conductor. "I'll let you off at Wayville,
+though I don't know your Uncle Henry." He rang the bell twice, and off
+went the trolley car, carrying Bunny and Sue to new adventures.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XI
+
+LOST
+
+
+Bunny and Sue leaned back in the trolley car seat, and felt very happy.
+They loved to ride and travel, and they did not think they were doing
+wrong to take a trolley ride without asking their mother or father. If
+they had asked, of course, Mrs. Brown would not have let them go alone.
+But that is the way matters generally went with Bunny and Sue.
+
+Faster and faster went the trolley car. Bunny looked at Sue and smiled,
+and she smiled at him. The conductor came along the step of the car,
+which was an open one, to collect the fares. Bunny and Sue each handed
+him a five cent piece, and he handed them each back two pennies.
+
+"Oh, I didn't know we got any change!" exclaimed Bunny, in surprise
+
+"The fare to Wayville is only three cents, for such little tots as you,"
+the conductor said. "Are you sure you know where you are going?" he
+asked.
+
+"We're going to our Uncle Henry's," replied Bunny. "And he lives near
+the big, white church."
+
+"Well, I can let you off there all right. Now be careful, and don't lean
+over out of your seats. You're pretty small to be taking trolley rides
+alone."
+
+"We went alone in a boat the other day," Bunny told the conductor, "and
+we got shipwrecked."
+
+"On an island in the river," added Sue, so the conductor would know what
+her brother meant.
+
+"Well, if you've been shipwrecked, I guess you are able to take a
+trolley ride," laughed the motorman, for Bunny and Sue were riding in
+the front seat.
+
+"Hey, conductor!" called a man in the back seat of the car, "there's a
+dog chasing after us!"
+
+"Why, so there is!" The conductor seemed much surprised as he looked
+back.
+
+Bunny and Sue stood up and also looked behind them. There, indeed, was a
+big shaggy dog, running after the car, his tongue hanging out of his
+mouth. He seemed very tired and hot.
+
+"Why--why!" cried Sue, "that's our dog--it's Splash, and he splashed in
+and pulled me out of the water when I fell in, the time Bunny and I were
+shipwrecked!"
+
+"Oh, we forgot all about him, when we got on the car," Bunny cried. He
+felt very sorry for Splash.
+
+"I thought he'd come right on the car with us," Sue said. "And we'd have
+money enough to pay his fare, too," she added, looking at the two
+pennies in her chubby fist. "Is it three cents for dogs, too, mister?"
+she asked the conductor.
+
+The conductor laughed, and some of the passengers did also. Then Bunny,
+who had been looking at poor Splash, racing along after the trolley car,
+which was now going quite fast, called out:
+
+"Please stop the car, Mr. Conductor. We want our dog!"
+
+"But you can't take a dog on the car, my boy. It isn't allowed. I'm
+sorry."
+
+Bunny thought for a minute. Then he said:
+
+"Well, if we can't bring our dog on the car, We'll get off and walk;
+won't we, Sue?"
+
+"Yes, that's what we will."
+
+"All right," agreed the conductor. "I'm sorry, for I'd like to do you
+the favor, but I'm not allowed." He rang the bell, and the car slowed
+up. Splash barked joyfully, for he Was very tired from running after his
+little friends, who went so fast and so far ahead of him.
+
+The conductor helped Bunny and Sue down. The car had stopped along a
+country road, near a patch of woods, in rather a lonesome place.
+
+"Here, youngsters," went on the trolley man, while Splash rushed up to
+Bunny and Sue, barking happily, "here, youngsters, take your money back.
+You didn't ride three cents' worth, hardly, and I'll fix it up all right
+with the company. You'd better take the next car back home. Your dog can
+find his way all right."
+
+And then the car rattled off again, leaving Bunny and Sue, still with
+five cents each, Standing in the road, with their dog Splash.
+
+"Poor fellow," said Bunny, putting his arms around the shaggy neck of
+his pet, "you must be awful tired!"
+
+"He is," Sue agreed. "We'll sit down in the shade with him, and let him
+rest."
+
+They found a nice place, where the grass was green, and where some trees
+made a shade, and near by was a spring of cool water.
+
+Bunny made a little cup, from an oak leaf, and gave Sue a drink. Then he
+took some himself, and, a little later, Splash lapped up some water
+where it ran in a tiny stream down the grassy side of the road.
+
+"Now he's rested, and we can go on," Sue remarked after a bit. "Where
+shall we go, Bunny--to Uncle Henry's?"
+
+"Well, it's too far to walk, and we don't want to ride in the car, and
+make Splash run, so maybe we'd better go back home. We can get the
+balloons now. The conductor was good not to take our money."
+
+"Yes, I like him," and Sue looked down the track on which, a good way
+off, could be seen the trolley car they had left.
+
+"We can walk back home," went on Bunny. "It isn't far. Come on, Sue!"
+
+Down the country road started the two children, Splash following, or,
+now and then, running off to one side, to bark at a bird, or at a
+squirrel or chipmunk that bounded along the rail fence.
+
+Bunny and Sue thought they would have no trouble at all in going back
+home, but they did not know how far away it was.
+
+"All we'll have to do will be to keep along the trolley track," said
+Bunny. "If we had my express wagon now, and a harness for Splash, he
+could pull us."
+
+"Oh, that would be fun!" Sue cried. "It would be just like a little
+trolley car of out own. You could be the motorman and I Would be the
+conductor."
+
+"We'll play that when we get home," her brother decided. "Oh, look!
+What's Splash barking at now?"
+
+The dog had found something beside the road, and was making quite a fuss
+over it. It looked like a black stone, but Bunny and Sue could see that
+it was moving, and stones do not move unless someone throws them.
+
+"Oh, maybe it's a snake!" and Sue hung back as Bunny ran toward the dog.
+
+"Snakes aren't big and round like that," her brother answered. "They're
+long and thin, like worms, only bigger. Oh, it's a mud-turtle!" Bunny
+exclaimed as he came closer, "A great big mud-turtle, Sue,"
+
+"Will he--will he bite?'
+
+"He might. He's got a head like a lobster's claw," replied Bunny. "But
+he won't bite me 'cause I won't let him get hold of my finger."
+
+"He might bite our dog! Come away, Splash!" Sue cried.
+
+But the dog knew better than to get too near the turtle, which really
+could bite very hard if he wanted to. Bunny got a stick, and poked at
+Mr. Turtle, who at once pulled his head and legs up inside his shell.
+Then he was more like a stone than ever.
+
+And, as it was not much more fan than looking at a stone, to watch the
+closed-up turtle, Bunny and Sue soon grew tired of watching the slow-
+moving creature. Splash, too, seemed to think he was wasting time
+barking at such a thing, so he ran off to find something new.
+
+Once more the two children walked along the road. The sun grew warmer
+and warmer, and finally Bunny spoke, saying:
+
+"Let's walk in the woods, Sue. It will be cooler there."
+
+"Oh, yes" agreed the little girl. "I love it in the woods."
+
+So into the cool shade they went, Splash following. They found another
+spring of water, and drank some. They gathered flowers, and found some
+cones from a pine tree. With these they built two little houses, doll
+size.
+
+Pretty soon Sue said she was hungry, and Bunny also admitted that he
+was.
+
+"We'll coon be home now," he said. "And we'll stop at Mrs. Redden's, and
+get our balloons."
+
+"Then we'll have lots of fun!" cried Sue, clapping her hands.
+
+But the patch of woods through which the children had started to walk
+was larger than they thought. There seemed to be no end to it, the trees
+stretching on and on.
+
+"Where's home?" Sue asked, after a bit. She was tired of walking.
+
+Bunny stopped and looked about him.
+
+"I can't see our house from here," he said. "but it's only a little way
+now. I guess maybe we'd better go out on the road, Sue. We can see
+better there."
+
+But the road, too, seemed to have disappeared. Bunny and Sue went this
+way and that, but no road could they find. They listened, but they could
+not hear the clanging of the trolley car gong. It was very still and
+quiet in the woods, except, now and then, when Splash would run through
+the dried leaves, looking for another mud-turtle, perhaps.
+
+"I'm hungry!" Sue exclaimed. "I want to go home, Bunny!"
+
+"So do I," said the little fellow, "but I don't seem to know where our
+home is."
+
+"Oh! Are we--are we lost?" whispered Sue.
+
+Bunny nodded.
+
+"I--I guess so," he answered.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XII
+
+FOUND
+
+
+Getting lost in the woods is different from getting lost in the city. In
+the city, or even in a little country town, there is someone of whom you
+can ask the way to your house. But in the woods there is no one to talk
+to.
+
+Bunny and Sue thought of this when they had looked around through the
+trees, trying to find some way to, at least, get back to the road.
+
+"If I could find the trolley car tracks we'd be all right," Bunny said.
+"We could wait for a car and ride home." "But what could we do with
+Splash?" asked Sue.
+
+"Oh, he could run along after us. It isn't far, and he's had a good rest
+now."
+
+"Well, I wish I were home," sighed the little girl. "I'm awful hungry!"
+
+Bunny Brown did not know what to do. He wanted to be brave, and help his
+sister, but he, himself, felt much like crying, and he thought he could
+see tears in Sue's eyes.
+
+Where was their home, anyhow? Where were their papa and mamma and dear
+Aunt Lu? Bunny felt he would give all of his five cents if he could see
+the house where he and Sue lived. But all around them were only trees.
+
+"Will we have to stay here all night?" Sue wanted to know.
+
+"Well, if we do, we can make believe we have a camp here, and live in
+the woods. And we've got Splash with us."
+
+"Yes, I guess I wouldn't be much afraid," agreed Sue. "But it would be
+dark; wouldn't it, Bunny?"
+
+"Maybe there'd be a moon--or--or lightning bugs."
+
+"I--I'd rather have a real light," said the little girl. "And even if
+I'm not very much afraid in the dark, I can't stop being hungry, Bunny.
+What do you eat when you camp in the woods?"
+
+"Why--er--you eat--I guess you have to have sandwiches, or ice cream
+cones, or something like that."
+
+"I want a sandwich now!" Sue insisted.
+
+Bunny shook his head.
+
+"We can make-believe," he began.
+
+"But my hungry isn't make-believe!" cried Sue. "It's real--I'm awful
+hungry. Can't you find our house, Bunny?"
+
+Her brother shook his head. Then, somehow or other, he decided that he
+must do something besides stand there in the woods.
+
+"Let's look for a path and walk along it," he said. "Maybe we can get
+home that way."
+
+There were several paths through the woods, and the children soon came
+to one of them. They walked along it a little way, but it came to an end
+in a place where the trees and bushes grew thick, making it quite dark.
+
+"Our house isn't here," said Sue, sadly, and she cried a few tears.
+
+"No, it isn't here," answered Bunny. "We'll go back and find another
+path."
+
+Back they went. But the next path they tried was no better than the
+first one. It came to an end in a swamp, in which, on logs, were a
+number of big frogs and turtles, that jumped, or fell in, with much
+spattering of water as the children and the dog came near.
+
+"I--I'm never going to take a trolley ride again," Sue said, as she and
+Bunny turned back.
+
+"I'm not, either," her brother agreed. "But if we had kept on to Uncle
+Henry's we'd have been all right. It was Splash's fault that we had to
+come back."
+
+The dog barked, as he heard his name spoken. And then Sue suddenly
+thought of something.
+
+"Oh, Bunny!" she exclaimed, "if Splash knew the way home he could take
+us. Maybe he does. Mother read to us about a dog that found his way home
+from a long way off. Splash, can you take us home?" she asked, patting
+the big dog on the head.
+
+Splash barked, and started off on a path which the children had not yet
+tried.
+
+"That's so. I never thought maybe Splash could show us the way," said
+Bunny. "We'll try it! Home, Splash!" he cried. "Home!"
+
+The dog barked again, and wagged his tail. He ran along the path a short
+distance, and then stopped, looking back at Bunny and Sue as if asking:
+
+"Well, why don't you come with me if you want to get home?"
+
+"Oh, Bunny, I believe he does know the way!" Sue cried. "Come on, we'll
+follow him!"
+
+On ran Splash, turning every now and then to look around and bark, as if
+telling the children not to worry--that he would lead them safely home.
+
+And he did, or, if not exactly all the way home, the faithful dog made
+his way out of the woods, until he came to the main road, along which
+ran the trolley track.
+
+"Oh, now I know where we are!" cried Bunny, in delight, as he saw
+several houses ahead of them. "Why, Sue, we're right on our own street.
+We weren't much lost!"
+
+"Well, I'm glad we're found," Sue said.
+
+It was easy to get home now. All the while Bunny and Sue had been only a
+little way from the road which led to their home, but the trees were so
+thick they could not find the right path. And Splash had never thought
+his two little friends were anxious to get home, until Bunny had told
+him so. Then he led them.
+
+On walked Bunny Brown and his sister Sue, happy now that they were no
+longer lost. Splash seemed to think he had done all that was needed, for
+now he ran here, there, everywhere--across the road, back and forth,
+trying to find something with which to amuse himself. He no longer
+watched to see that the children followed him. He must have known that
+they were on the right road at last--that he had led them there.
+
+Bunny and Sue passed Mrs. Redden's store. In the window were the red,
+blue, green, yellow and other colored toy balloons that they had set out
+to buy. Bunny and Sue still each had five cents, though it was in
+pennies now.
+
+"Let's get the balloons," proposed Bunny.
+
+"Oh, yes; let's!" agreed Sue.
+
+So they went in and bought them, letting them float in the air, high
+above their heads, by the strings to which the balloons were fastened.
+
+Down the street came Aunt Lu.
+
+"Well, children!" she cried. "We were just getting worried about you.
+Mother sent me to find you. Where have you been?"
+
+"We had a trolley ride," explained Sue, "but Splash couldn't get on the
+car, so we got off, and we were lost, and Splash found the path for us,
+and I'm hungry!"
+
+"Bless your heart! I should think you would be!" cried Aunt Lu. "Come
+right home with me and I'll get you some jam and bread and butter."
+
+And, a little later, Bunny and Sue were telling of their adventure.
+
+"Oh, but you must never do that again!" said their mother. "Never get in
+the trolley cars alone again!"
+
+"We won't!" promised Bunny and Sue. But you just wait and see what
+happens.
+
+Bunny Brown was out in the yard, a few days after the funny trolley
+ride, digging a hole. Bunny had heard his father talk about a queer
+country called China, which, Mr. Brown said, was right straight down on
+the other side of the world, so that if one could possibly dig a hole
+all the way through the earth, one would come to China.
+
+"I guess I'll dig a hole," thought Bunny Blown. "Maybe I won't go all
+the way to China, but I'll dig a big hole, and see where it ends. I'd
+like some China boys to play with."
+
+A little while before Bunny started to dig the hole his sister Sue had
+been playing in the yard with her dolls. But, somehow or other, Bunny
+forgot all about Sue now. He was taking the dirt out of the hole with
+his sand shovel when his mother came to the door and called:
+
+"Bunny, where is Sue?"
+
+Bunny looked up from the pile of dirt in front of him. He was standing
+down in the hole, throwing out the sand and the gravel, and wondering
+when he would get his first sight of that queer land of China.
+
+"Why, Mother," the little fellow answered, "Sue was here just now. Maybe
+she has gone down to show Wango her new doll."
+
+"Oh, no, Sue wouldn't go down there alone, Bunny. See if you can find
+her."
+
+Bunny went to the front gate and looked up and down the street.
+
+"I don't see her, Mother," he called back.
+
+"Oh, dear! I wonder where she can be?" said Mrs. Brown.
+
+"I'll find her," Bunny said. "Come on, Splash!" he called to his dog.
+"We're going to find Sue; she's lost!"
+
+"Wait! Wait! Come back!" cried Mrs. Brown. "Don't you run off and get
+lost again, Bunny! I'll go with you, and we'll both find little sister."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XIII
+
+SUE AND THE GOAT
+
+
+Bunny Brown and his mother walked out of the front yard to the street.
+As they passed the side dining room window, Aunt Lu saw them, and asked:
+
+"Where are you going?"
+
+"To look for Sue," explained Mrs. Brown. "She seems to have wandered off
+somewhere all by herself, and I don't want her lost again. It isn't so
+bad when Bunny and Sue both get lost," the mother went on, "for they can
+help find one another. But if Sue is all alone she may get frightened."
+
+"Do you really think she is lost again?" asked Aunt Lu. "If she is I'll
+come and help look for her. Or, perhaps, we'd better get Bunker Blue."
+
+"Oh, no, I really don't think she is lost," said Mrs. Brown. "She has,
+most likely, just walked down the street. Bunny and I will find her."
+
+"Lots of things get lost here," Bunny remarked. "Sue and I got lost, but
+we found a dog; didn't we, Splash?" he asked, and the dog barked.
+
+"Yes, and my lovely ring is lost, and it hasn't been found," and Aunt Lu
+looked at the finger on which used to sparkle the diamond.
+
+"I wish I could find it for you," said Bunny. "But Sue and I have looked
+everywhere."
+
+"I know you have, my dear."
+
+As Bunny and his mother reached the street they saw Jed Winkler walking
+along, carrying a long chain that rattled.
+
+"Oh, Jed, have you seen Sue?" asked Mrs. Brown. "She was here a while
+ago, but she went off by herself, and I'm afraid she's lost."
+
+"Don't worry, ma'am," said the old sailor. "She's just down the street a
+few houses. I saw her as I came past. She's playing with Sadie West, in
+her yard."
+
+"Oh, that's all right, then!" exclaimed Mrs. Brown. "Sue often goes
+there. Is anyone else with her, Jed?"
+
+"Yes, a lot of children."
+
+"May I go down there and play, too?" asked Bunny. "Are there any boys
+there, Mr. Winkler?"
+
+"Some. I saw Charlie Star and Harry Bentley," and the old sailor laughed
+as he rattled the chain.
+
+Bunny did not mind playing with his sister Sue, but he did not want to
+take part in games with too many girls, for sometimes the older boys
+called him "sissy." And Bunny did not like that.
+
+"Well, if there are other fellers there, I'll go and play," said Bunny,
+as he started off to join Sue. Then he happened to think of the chain
+the old sailor was carrying.
+
+"What's it for?" asked the small boy.
+
+"It's a new chain for Wango, my monkey," explained the sailor. "He
+hasn't been very well, lately, and I had the horse-doctor look him
+over."
+
+"That's funny," said Bunny. "To have a horse-doctor for a monkey."
+
+"Well, if there had been a monkey-doctor in town I'd have had him for
+Wango," went on Mr. Winkler, "but as there wasn't any I had to do the
+next best thing. The horse-doctor said my monkey was being kept in the
+cage too much.
+
+"So I got this long chain, and I'm going to fasten one end of it to a
+collar, to go around Wango's neck, and tie the other end of the chain to
+the porch railing, so he can't get away. Then I can let Wango stay
+outdoors when the weather is good, and he will get well. At night I will
+put him in his cage again." "And the chain won't let him run away,"
+commented Bunny.
+
+"That's it, little man, the chain won't let Wango run away," said the
+sailor. "That is, I hope it won't, though he often gets out of his cage.
+He's quite a tricky monkey."
+
+Mr. Winkler went on down the street, rattling the monkey-chain, and Mrs.
+Brown, no longer worried about Sue, turned back into the yard, while
+Bunny hurried on, as fast as his little legs would take him, to Sadie
+West's yard, where he found his sister and several of their chums having
+a good time.
+
+They had made a see-saw, by putting a plank over a box, and were swaying
+up and down on this, some children on one end of the plank and some on
+the other. As soon as Bunny came running in the yard, Sue called out:
+
+"Oh, goodie! Here's my brother. Now he can teeter-tauter up and down.
+Come on, Bunny, you can have my place!"
+
+Sue was so eager to give Bunny her place, and a chance to ride, that she
+slid off the board suddenly. Then that left too many little ones on the
+other end, and they went down, all at once, with a bump!
+
+Sadie West was spilled off, and so was Charlie Star and Harry Bentley.
+They all fell in a heap, but as the green grass was long, and soft, no
+one was hurt.
+
+"Don't do that again, Sue!" called Charlie, "You upset us all."
+
+"I won't," Sue promised. "Come on, Bunny. It's your turn now."
+
+"I don't want any turn at falling," Bunny said, with a laugh.
+
+Once more the plank over the box swayed up and down, giving the children
+a ride. After a while, getting tired of that, they played in a swing and
+also in a hammock, having more fun.
+
+Then it was dinner time, and Sadie's mother told her to come in and wash
+before going to the table. The other children knew it must be time for
+their meals also, so, calling good-byes to one another, they scattered.
+
+"Come over again," Sadie invited them.
+
+"We will!" promised Bunny.
+
+"Let's go home this way, across the lot," suggested Sue, as she and
+Bunny started out.
+
+"Oh, I don't want to," Bunny answered. "It's quicker to go by the
+street, and around the corner. And I want to look in Mrs. Redden's
+window, and see what she's got new."
+
+"Well, you go that way," Sue agreed, "and I'll go across lots, and we'll
+see who gets there first."
+
+"That's just like little Red Riding Hood and the wolf," said Bunny with
+a laugh. Sue looked quickly over her shoulder.
+
+"But there's no wolf here," Bunny went on quickly. "You go ahead, Sue,
+over the lot, and I'll go by the street."
+
+There was a large vacant lot, near where Sadie West lived, and by
+crossing it, and going out at the far end, the Brown children could
+reach their home. So Sue started across the lot, crawling through a hole
+in the fence.
+
+Bunny started down the street, going quite fast, for he wanted to spend
+a few minutes looking in the window of the toy shop, and he also wanted
+to get home first, ahead of Sue.
+
+But he had not gone far before he heard his sister calling:
+
+"Bunny! Oh, Bunny! Oh, dear! He's coming after me!"
+
+Bunny turned and ran back. Looking through the fence that was built
+around the lot, he saw a big goat, with long horns, walking toward Sue.
+And the little girl, who had picked a few daisies, was standing in the
+tall grass, too frightened to run back and crawl through the fence.
+
+"Bunny! Bunny! Take the goat away!" Sue cried.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XIV
+
+A LITTLE PARTY
+
+
+"Sue! Sue! I'm coming! Don't be afraid!"
+
+Bunny cried this as he hurried up to the fence, through the pickets of
+which he could see the goat walking toward his sister. Sue was screaming
+now.
+
+But, after he had said this, Bunny did not know exactly what to do. He
+did not know much about goats, and this was a big one, with long, sharp
+horns. The goat belonged to an Italian family in town, and the Italian
+man used to ask those who owned vacant lots to let his goat go into them
+and eat the grass. That was how the goat happened to be in this lot. If
+Sue had known the animal was there, she would not have taken the short
+cut, but would have gone, with her brother, along the street.
+
+"Bunny! Bunny!" Sue cried. "He's coming closer!"
+
+Bunny began to crawl through the hole in the fence as his sister had
+done. As he did so, he saw, lying on the ground, several stones. He
+picked up two, one in each fist.
+
+"I won't let him hurt you, Sue!" he called, but, even as he said that,
+Bunny did not know what he was going to do. "I wish I had a red rag," he
+thought, "I could wave it at the goat and maybe scare him."
+
+Bunny had heard his mother read from a book how bulls and turkey
+gobblers do not like red rags waved at them, and Bunny thought a goat
+was something like a bull. They both had horns, at any rate.
+
+"And if I could wave a red rag at him, maybe it would make him so mad
+that he'd run away and leave Sue alone," thought Bunny as he found
+himself in the vacant lot with his sister.
+
+Bunny was not quite right about the red rag, so perhaps it is just as
+well he did not have one. For bulls run TOWARD a red rag, instead of
+AWAY from it, and perhaps goats might do the same; though I am not sure
+about this.
+
+But, at any rate, Bunny had no red rag; and the goat, instead of running
+away, was coming toward Sue, who was too frightened to move. She just
+stood there, crying:
+
+"Bunny! Oh, Bunny! Make him go away."
+
+"I will," said her brother. "Go on away, you old goat you!" he cried.
+"Go away or I'll throw a stone at you. I don't want to hurt you, but I'm
+not going to let you hook my sister with your horns. Go on away!"
+
+But the goat only bleated, like a sheep, and came on. Seeing Bunny
+coming toward her made Sue a little braver. At least she found that she
+could run, so she did, hiding behind her brother.
+
+"I'll take care of you," he said bravely.
+
+On came the goat. Bunny's heart was beating fast. He raised one hand in
+which he held a stone.
+
+"Look out! I'm going to throw it, you old goat!" cried the little blue-
+eyed boy.
+
+"Whizz!" went the stone toward the goat. It struck him on the horn, and
+of course it did not hurt, for a goat's horns have no feeling on the
+outside, any more than have your finger-nails.
+
+"Bounce!" went the stone off the goat's horn. The animal shook his head,
+as if he did not like that.
+
+"Go on away!" called Bunny. "I got another stone for you if you don't
+go!"
+
+But the goat still came on. Bunny threw the second stone, but it did not
+hit the goat. The little boy was looking around for another stone, when
+he and Sue heard a loud barking behind them, and up rushed Splash, their
+big dog.
+
+"Oh, good! Now he'll drive the goat away!" cried Sue. "Oh, Bunny; aren't
+you glad!"
+
+"That's what I am!" Bunny answered. "Drive him away, Splash!"
+
+Splash rushed, barking, at the goat, and the horned animal at once
+turned about and ran to the other end of the lot, kicking up his heels.
+Splash kept on after him, barking, but not trying to bite, for the dog
+was gentle.
+
+"Splash! Splash!" called Bunny. "Come back! Come back!"
+
+Splash minded very well and back he came, quite proud, no doubt, at
+having driven off the goat.
+
+"Hurry and get out of here!" begged Sue, as she ran toward the hole in
+the fence. Bunny turned to follow her. He looked back to see if the goat
+was coming, feeling not half afraid, now that Splash was with them.
+
+In another minute Bunny, Sue and their dog were safely out in the
+street. The goat, at the far end of the lot, looked toward them and made
+his queer, bleating noise.
+
+Afterward Bunny Brown and his sister Sue learned that the goat was a
+very kind one, and used to playing with children. It would not have hurt
+Sue at all, and the reason it walked up to her was because it thought
+she was going to feed it, as the little Italian children often did. So
+Bunny and Sue had their fright for nothing, though of course, at the
+time, Bunny thought the goat might hurt his sister.
+
+"And I'm sorry I hit him with a stone," said Bunny, when, afterward, he
+was told how gentle the goat was.
+
+"Oh, well, you didn't hurt him," said Aunt Lu.
+
+Bunny, Sue and Splash were late for their dinner that day.
+
+"My! What kept you?" asked Mrs. Brown, as they entered the house. "I did
+not want you to stay so long away."
+
+"It was the goat that made me," Sue said, and then she and Bunny told of
+their adventure.
+
+"Well, of course you couldn't help that," Mrs. Brown said with a smile.
+"Something new always seems to be happening to you children. Now wash
+and come to your meal."
+
+There were jam tarts for dessert that day, and as Bunny ate his, the
+raspberry jam coming up through the three small holes in the top crust,
+the little fellow said:
+
+"These are so good! Who made them?"
+
+"Aunt Lu did," answered his mother. '"Aren't they nice?"
+
+"Lovely!" murmured Sue. "May I have another, Mother?"
+
+"I think so, as they are small."
+
+"And I want one!" Bunny exclaimed. "They taste just like--just like a
+play-party!" he finished.
+
+"So they do!" cried Sue. "I was trying to think what it was they tasted
+like--but it's a party!"
+
+"What a queer way for jam tarts to taste!" laughed Aunt Lu. "But I am
+glad you like them. I'll make some more some day."
+
+"Oh, fine!" exclaimed Bunny. "And oh, Mother! Maybe we could have one!"
+His eyes were shining brightly.
+
+"Have one what?" asked Mrs. Brown.
+
+"Why, one party," Bunny replied. "Could Sue and I have a little party,
+and would Aunt Lu bake some jam tarts for us?"
+
+"I'll bake the tarts, if your mother wants you to have the party," Aunt
+Lu answered.
+
+Mrs. Brown thought for a moment.
+
+"Well," she said slowly, "I suppose you could have a little party. Not a
+very big one, as I am so busy. Just a few of your friends to eat on the
+lawn under the trees."
+
+"Oh, that would be lovely!" Sue cried.
+
+"And we'll have some boys, and not all girls!" Bunny declared.
+
+"Half girls and half boys," Aunt Lu suggested. "And I'll make half jam
+tarts and half jelly ones, so they may take their choice."
+
+"And I'll bake a cake for Splash!" exclaimed Sue. "He likes cake. We
+might give the party for him," she went on. "That would be fun!"
+
+"And they could all bring our dog presents--bones and things like that,"
+laughed Bunny.
+
+And so it was decided. The party would be for Splash, though of course
+he would not be allowed to eat all the good things. Bunny Brown and his
+sister Sue wanted those for themselves and their playmates.
+
+The next day Bunny and Sue went around to the different houses, where
+their little friends lived, and each one was asked to come to the party.
+"Oh, I'm so glad you asked me!" cried Sadie West, when Sue told about
+the fun they would have.
+
+"I want you more than anyone," was Sue's reply.
+
+"And how funny to have the party for Splash!" Sadie went on.
+
+"Well, dogs like nice things."
+
+"Of course they do. I think it's just fine!" and Sadie clapped her
+hands. "I'll tie a little pink ribbon on the bone I bring your dog."
+
+Helen Newton said she would bring Splash a dog-biscuit.
+
+"You buy them in a store," she said. "Papa buys them for our dog, and
+you can get puppy cakes, too. Only of course Splash is too big for a
+puppy cake."
+
+"You could bring him a lot of little puppy cakes, and they would be the
+same as one big dog-biscuit, maybe," said Sue.
+
+"No, I'll bring him a regular cake, and I'll put a blue ribbon on it,"
+decided Helen, and then the little girls laughed to think what fun they
+would have at the party.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XV
+
+GEORGE WATSON'S TRICK
+
+
+The day of the party for Splash, the dog, came at last, though Bunny
+Brown and his sister Sue were so anxious for the time to arrive that it
+seemed very long indeed. But everything comes if you wait long enough,
+so they say, and finally the time for the party came.
+
+"Oh, what a fine day!" cried Bunny, as he ran to the window on the
+morning of the day of the party. "The sun is shining, Sue!"
+
+"That's good," answered his sister from her room. "A party is no fun in
+the rain."
+
+"And there's wind enough to fly the kites," went on Bunny. He and some
+of his little boy friends had talked over what they would do at the
+party.
+
+"The girls will want to play with their dolls," said Harry Bentley.
+
+"Well, we don't want to do that," observed Charlie Star. "What can we
+do?"
+
+"We can make kites, and fly 'em," Bunny said, and so this was what he
+and the boys at the party would do while the girls were playing with
+their dolls. So Bunny was now glad to notice, as he looked from the
+window, that the wind was blowing; not too hard, but enough to fly
+kites.
+
+The two children were soon dressed, and down at the breakfast table. But
+they did not eat as much as usual, and Bunny left more than half his
+oatmeal in his dish.
+
+"Why, Bunny! What is the matter?" asked his mother.
+
+"I guess they are thinking so much about the party that they can't eat
+as they ought," Aunt Lu said.
+
+"Oh, but that isn't right!" Mother Brown exclaimed. "Come, Bunny--Sue,
+eat a nice breakfast, and then you may fix up the lawn in any way you
+like for your party."
+
+"I've a big bow for Splash's neck," said Sue.
+
+"And I'm going to make a harness, and hitch him up to the express wagon,
+so he can pull us around the yard," remarked Bunny.
+
+"Now please eat your breakfast!" begged their mother, and Bunny and Sue
+did their best. But it was hard work not to talk or think about their
+party.
+
+Aunt Lu helped them get the lawn in readiness. All about the Brown house
+was a big grass plot, and in the back were a number of shade trees. The
+tables, which were made from boxes, with boards across the top, were to
+be set out there.
+
+There were to be sandwiches, cake, lemonade and ice cream, with Aunt
+Lu's lovely jam and jelly tarts besides.
+
+"It was the tarts that made us think about the party, so of course we
+want them," announced Sue.
+
+Splash, the dog, seemed quite proud of the big bow that Sue tied on his
+neck, to make him look pretty. But Splash did not care so much for the
+harness that Bunny made. The little boy took some ropes and straps, and
+tied them about the dog's neck and front legs. Then some ends of the
+ropes were made fast to the little express wagon, and Bunny got in it,
+calling to Splash to "giddap!" That was the way Grandpa Brown made his
+horses go, and so, of course, a dog ought to go when you said that to
+him.
+
+Splash went all right, but just as when Bunny had hitched him to the
+boat, that was stuck on the island, the harness was not strong enough,
+and it broke, so that Splash ran off, with the straps and ropes dangling
+from him.
+
+"I guess I'm too heavy for him to pull," said Bunny, as he got out of
+the wagon.
+
+"You could have one of my dolls to ride in the wagon," offered Sue.
+"Take an old one, and I don't care if she falls out. She wouldn't be too
+heavy for Splash to pull."
+
+"I'll try it," Bunny said.
+
+Once again he tied the ropes about Splash, and the little express wagon,
+and this time, when Bunny walked along beside the dog, Splash really did
+pull the wagon along, giving the doll a ride.
+
+But Bunny did not think this was much fun. He wanted to ride in the
+wagon himself.
+
+"I'm going to make a big, strong harness," he said, and off he went to
+look for more rope.
+
+"Well, I'm going to get the tables ready," Sue said. "I'm going to pick
+some flowers for them."
+
+Aunt Lu, with the help of the cook, had made the wooden tables, which
+were boards over boxes. White cloths were now spread on them, for it was
+nearly time for the party. The things to eat would not be set out until
+the party guests came.
+
+Sue loved flowers, and she picked them from the fields and woods
+whenever she saw any to gather. Not far from the Brown home, in fact in
+the next lot to the lawn, was a field in which grew daisies, buttercups,
+clover and other wild flowers.
+
+Sue picked many of these, and then she and Aunt Lu put them in pitchers
+and vases of water, and set them on the tables. There were two tables,
+one for the girls and one for the boys.
+
+Bunny had asked that this be done.
+
+"'Cause the girls will bring their dolls to the table," he said, "and we
+fellows don't want to eat with a lot of dolls."
+
+"Oh, you funny boy!" laughed his mother, but she had let him have his
+way. So Aunt Lu and Sue had two tables to decorate with flowers.
+
+While they were doing this Bunny was trying to make another harness for
+Splash, so the dog could pull the express wagon with the little boy in
+it. But Bunny did not have very good luck, or else Splash pulled too
+strongly, for one harness after another broke, until Bunny gave up.
+
+"I'll save my money and buy a harness at the store," he said.
+
+"There, I think we have flowers enough, Sue!" exclaimed her aunt, as she
+looked at the tables. Indeed they were very pretty, and they would look
+even better when the dishes, and the good things to eat, were put on.
+
+"Isn't it 'most time?" asked Bunny, after a bit. "I'm getting hungry."
+
+"Oh, you must wait for the company," his mother told him. "They will
+soon be here."
+
+And, a little later, Sadie West and Helen Newton came. When they saw how
+pretty the flowers looked on the table they exclaimed:
+
+"Oh, how nice!"
+
+"Where is Splash?" asked Sadie. "I've brought him a bone," and so she
+had, all wrapped in waxed paper from the inside of a cracker package,
+and on the bone, just as she had promised, was a pink ribbon.
+
+"Here, Splash! Splash!" called Bunny, who had given up trying to make
+his pet pull the express wagon.
+
+The dog came running up from the far end of the yard.
+
+"See what Sadie has brought for your party!" laughed Bunny.
+
+Splash took the bone, but the ends of the ribbon got up his nose and he
+sneezed in the queerest way, which made the children laugh.
+
+"I guess Splash doesn't like too much style," said Sadie, who was older
+than Bunny and Sue.
+
+"I wonder how he'll like my dog-biscuit," remarked Helen Newton, as she
+unwrapped it from the paper. "I put a red bow on it. Do you like red
+better than pink, Splash?"
+
+The dog, who was gnawing the bone Sadie had brought him, looked up and
+wagged his tail. He must have thought it was fine to have so many good
+things to eat, even though he did not understand about the party. He
+sniffed at the dog-biscuit, which is a sort of cake, with ground-up
+meat, and other good things in it that dogs like. Then Splash would gnaw
+a little on the bone, and, afterward, nibble at the hard biscuit.
+
+"Well, Splash is enjoying himself anyhow," said Aunt Lu, as she came out
+to begin setting the tables.
+
+Soon after this a number of the boys and girls came. There were ten
+girls and six boys, though ten boys had been invited. But though all the
+girls came to the party given for Splash, all the boys did not. It often
+is that way at parties; isn't it? More girls than boys. But the boys
+don't know what fun they sometimes miss.
+
+"Play some games, children," said Mrs. Brown. "Run about and play, and
+then it will be time to eat. Aunt Lu and I will put on the cake, and
+other goodies."
+
+"Let's play tag!" said Sue.
+
+"And after that hide-and-go-to-seek," Bunny called.
+
+"And puss-in-the-corner," added Sadie West.
+
+One after the other they played the games, running about on the grassy
+lawn, and having great fun. Splash dug a hole and hid his bone, after
+gnawing on it as long as he cared to. He ate all the dog-biscuit, and
+then Bunny got a ball which Splash would run after when it was thrown.
+
+Bunny and his boy friends played the ball game with the dog, while the
+girls, after having tired themselves with the lively games, like tag,
+brought out their dolls and dressed and undressed them.
+
+"When are we going to fly the kites?" asked Charlie Star.
+
+"We can do it now," Bunny answered.
+
+Each boy had made himself a kite, which he brought with him. Bunny got
+his from the house, and, going to an open place, where the trees would
+not catch the strings, the boys put up their air-toys.
+
+The wind was good, as Bunny had said, and soon there were six kites
+floating in the air. That is there were six for a time, and then Bunny's
+string broke, and away flew his kite.
+
+"Oh, dear!" he cried.
+
+"That's too bad!" exclaimed Charlie Star. "Come on, boys, we'll haul
+down our kites and chase after Bunny's!"
+
+They were just going to do this when Mrs. Brown came out to say that it
+was time to eat.
+
+"You can look for the kite, afterward," she said; "if you go now all the
+ice cream may melt, as we have taken it out of the freezer."
+
+Of course the boys did not want anything like that to happen, so they
+said they would wait. Down they sat at the tables, the boys at theirs
+and the girls at the one made ready for them. Aunt Lu, Mrs. Brown and
+the cook passed the good things, and, for a time, there was not much
+talking done. The children were too busy eating.
+
+"Don't forget Aunt Lu's jam and jelly tarts!" called out Bunny. "They're
+fine!"
+
+And when they had been passed around, all the guests at the party said
+Bunny was right, and that the tarts were just fine!
+
+"I'm so glad you like them," said Aunt Lu, very much pleased.
+
+Bunny wanted to give a Punch and Judy show, with Sue, after the meal was
+over. He said he could wear the big, hollow lobster claw, and make
+himself look very funny.
+
+"But I think I wouldn't--not now," his mother remarked. "You would have
+to build a little booth, or place for you and Sue to get inside of, and
+we haven't time for that. Just play some easy games."
+
+"All right," agreed Bunny.
+
+Aunt Lu had all the children sit in a ring on the grass while she told
+them a story. And it was just after the story was finished that George
+Watson played his trick.
+
+George had not been invited to the party, because he was too old, Mrs.
+Brown said.
+
+Perhaps this had made George rather angry. At any rate, when the
+children were thanking Aunt Lu for the nice story she had told them,
+there was suddenly tossed over the fence, right into the midst of them,
+a paste-board shoe box. It fell near Bunny's feet, and he jumped back,
+he was so startled.
+
+"Who threw that?" Bunny asked.
+
+"George Watson did," said Charlie Star. "I saw him walk up along the
+fence, and throw it over."
+
+"What is it?" asked Sue.
+
+"Maybe it's a present for Splash," suggested Sadie.
+
+"George Watson would rather pull Splash's tail, than give him a
+present," declared Bunny. And indeed George often played rather mean
+tricks on animals, and little children.
+
+"Open the box, and see what's in it," suggested Helen Newton.
+
+"I'll open it," offered Bunny.
+
+The cover of the box was tied on, but Bunny slipped off the string. As
+he lifted the cover, Sue, who stood behind her brother, looking over his
+shoulder, exclaimed:
+
+"Oh, it's alive! It's alive! Look out, Bunny! There's something alive in
+that box, and it might bite you!"
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XVI
+
+THE LEMONADE STAND
+
+
+Bunny Brown tried to clap the cover quickly back on the box, but he did
+not quite do it. It went on crooked, and when Charlie Star tried to help
+he only made it worse, so that the cover went spinning to one side.
+
+Suddenly some little green animals began hopping from the box. Out they
+hopped, and then they began jumping in all directions, among the little
+boys and girls.
+
+"Oh! Oh! Oh!" screamed the girls, as they started to run.
+
+Some of the boys--the smaller ones--also ran, but they did not scream.
+
+Bunny Brown and Charlie Star were the only boys who did not run.
+
+"Oh, Bunny! What is it? What are they?" cried Sue, looking over her
+shoulder as she ran toward the house.
+
+"It's snakes! I saw 'em! Big green snakes," insisted Sadie West.
+
+"Oh, what a mean boy George is, to scare us so!" said Helen.
+
+Then Bunny Brown laughed, and so did Charlie. Hearing this the girls
+stopped screaming, and the boys stopped running.
+
+"What is it?" asked Sue again. "Did they bite you, Bunny?"
+
+"Nope" he answered, still laughing, "they can't bite me!"
+
+"Why not?" his sister wanted to know.
+
+"'Cause they're only frogs. They won't hurt anybody!"
+
+And that is what was in the box that George had tossed over the fence
+into the midst of the party-guests--a box of big, green frogs that he
+had caught at the mill pond. George wanted to scare Bunny and Sue for
+not asking him to their dog's party. But the little scare was soon over,
+and the children only laughed at the frogs.
+
+The green hoppers jumped this way and that, through the grass, and Bunny
+and his friends did not try to catch them.
+
+"They're looking for water," Bunny said.
+
+Splash saw that something queer was going on, and he ran up to see what
+it was. He barked at some of the frogs, as they hopped through the
+grass, but did not try to bite them.
+
+"And to think George fooled us with frogs," laughed Charlie. "When I see
+him I'll tell him we just like frogs, and they didn't scare us a bit."
+
+"I thought they were snakes, at first," Sue said. "That's why I ran
+away."
+
+"It was not a very nice trick," said Aunt Lu. "But still it did no harm.
+Now for another game, and I think there are a few more tarts left."
+
+"Oh, goodie!" cried the children.
+
+There were enough tarts for each one to have another, and, when they had
+been passed around, after a lively game of Puss-in-the-corner, the party
+was over. Everyone said he had had a fine time, and when Bunny Brown and
+his sister Sue asked their guests to come again, each one said:
+
+"I surely will!"
+
+"I guess everybody would be glad to come to another party like it," said
+Sadie West to Helen Newton, as they walked home together.
+
+"I'm sure of it," answered Helen. "And wasn't Splash nice!"
+
+"Yes, he's a lovely dog. I wish I had one I could have a party for."
+
+"You could give a party for your cat, some day," said Helen.
+
+"Oh, so I could! And I will, too--maybe next week. I wish Sue's Aunt Lu
+would bake some tarts for me."
+
+"Maybe she will."
+
+"I wonder if it would be polite to ask her?" inquired Sadie. "I'll speak
+to mother about it."
+
+"Well, did you like your party, Splash?" asked Bunny, as he patted the
+shaggy dog on the head, when all the little guests had gone.
+
+Splash did not say anything, of course. But he wagged his tail, and
+walked over to where he had buried the bone Sadie had brought him. So I
+guess Splash did like the party as much as did the children. And he had
+several good things to eat, which, after all, is what most parties are
+for.
+
+One day Aunt Lu read a story from a magazine to Bunny and Sue. It told
+about some boys who, on a warm day, set up a lemonade stand under a
+shady tree, in front of their house, and sold lemonade at a penny a
+glass. The money they made they sent to a church society, that took poor
+children out of the hot city to the cool country for a week or so.
+
+Sue noticed that Bunny was very quiet after Aunt Lu had read the story,
+and, as the two children went out into the yard, the little girl asked:
+
+"What are you thinking about, Bunny?"
+
+"Lemonade," he answered.
+
+"Were you thinking you'd like some? 'Cause I would."
+
+"Well, I would like some to drink," Bunny admitted, "but I was thinking
+we could make a stand, and sell lemonade ourselves. I could fix up a box
+for a stand, and I could squeeze the lemons."
+
+"I'd put the sugar in," Sue said. She was always willing to help. "But
+where would we get the ice and the lemons and the sugar?"
+
+"Oh, mother would give them to us. I'm going to ask her."
+
+"And what would we do with the money, Bunny?"
+
+The little fellow thought for a minute. There was in his town no church
+society, such as Aunt Lu had read about. The money made from selling
+lemonade must go to the poor, Bunny was sure of that. All at once his
+eyes grew bright.
+
+"We could give all the money to Old Miss Hollyhock!" he said. "She is
+terribly poor."
+
+"Old Miss Hollyhock," as she was called, was an aged woman who lived in
+a little house down near the fish dock. Her husband had been a soldier,
+and when he died the old lady was given money from the government--a
+pension, it was called. Still she was very poor, and she was called "Old
+Miss Hollyhock," because she had so many of those old-fashioned
+hollyhock flowers in her garden. Her real name was Mrs. Borden.
+
+"We could give the money to her," Bunny said.
+
+"Oh, yes!" Sue agreed. "She needs it."
+
+"Then we'll have a lemonade stand," decided Bunny.
+
+Mrs. Brown said she did not mind if Bunny and Sue did this. A number of
+the children in Bellemere had done this, at different times, and some of
+the larger boys and girls had made even as much as five dollars, giving
+the money to the church, or to the Sunday school.
+
+"Of course you won't make as much as that, Bunny," his mother said, "but
+you may take in a few pennies, and it won't do you any harm to sit in
+the shade and sell lemonade."
+
+"Will you buy some?" asked Sue.
+
+"Oh, I guess so," Mrs. Brown answered, smiling.
+
+So she gave the children the ice, sugar and lemons, and they made a big
+pitcher of lemonade. Bunny set up a box under a tree in front of the
+house, covering the box with a clean white cloth. Then with the pitcher
+and glasses on a serving tray, he and Sue were ready for business.
+
+"Lemonade! Lemonade!" they called, just as had done the children in the
+story. "Lemonade, in the shade, nice and cold, just fresh made!"
+
+One man did stop and buy some.
+
+"My, that's good!" he said, as he finished the glass. "How much is it?"
+
+"A penny," Bunny said.
+
+"Oh, only a penny? Why, that glass of lemonade was worth five cents
+anywhere! It was just sweet enough, and just cold enough. Here!" and the
+man laid a five cent piece down on the stand and walked off.
+
+"Oh, isn't that good!" cried Bunny, his eyes fairly dancing with joy as
+he looked at Sue.
+
+"It's just fine!" she answered. "What a lot of money!"
+
+But few were as generous as the kind man, and most of those who drank at
+the lemonade stand just laid down pennies.
+
+Bunny and Sue had taken in quite a few pennies, and the pitcher was
+nearly empty of lemonade.
+
+"I'll go in and make more as soon as we sell it all," Bunny said.
+
+"We'll have a lot of money for Old Miss Hollyhock," observed Sue. "She
+will be rich, then, won't she, Bunny?"
+
+"I guess sixteen cents isn't rich. But we did better than I thought we
+would. Oh, look!" suddenly cried Bunny. "There's a dog, and some one has
+tied a tin can to his tail!"
+
+Down the street, yelping and barking, came a small yellow dog, and,
+bounding after him, bumping about and scaring him, was a big, empty tin
+can, tied to the dog's tail.
+
+"Oh, Bunny!" cried Sue, "he's coming right here. He'll upset our
+lemonade stand!"
+
+"That's what he will," Bunny agreed. "Hi, there! Stop! Go the other way!
+Shoo!" he cried, waving his arms at the dog, while Sue took up the
+nearly empty lemonade pitcher.
+
+On came the frightened dog, straight for the stand and the two children.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XVII
+
+THE MOVING PICTURES
+
+
+"Oh, Bunny! Bunny! What are we going to do?" cried his sister Sue.
+
+Bunny swallowed a sort of lump in his throat that always seemed to come
+when he was a bit frightened. Then he looked around. Next he glanced at
+Sue.
+
+"Get under the box, Sue!" he cried. "Then the dog can't get you!"
+
+"But what will you do?" asked the little girl. "I don't want you to get
+hurt, Bunny."
+
+"I--I won't be afraid," said the little boy. "I--I'll pour lemonade on
+the dog, and that will make him run away."
+
+"Oh--Oh!" gasped Sue. "Throw away our good lemonade?"
+
+"We can make more," said Bunny. "There's only a little left, anyhow."
+
+He reached for the pitcher. At the same time Sue started to crawl under
+the empty box they had made into a lemonade stand.
+
+But the yelping, yellow dog, with the tin can tied to his tail, was
+coming faster than either Bunny or Sue thought. Before Bunny could take
+up the nearly empty pitcher of lemonade, or before Sue could crawl under
+the box, the dog was upon them.
+
+Right under the box the poor, frightened creature ran, thinking, I
+suppose, that it would be a good place to hide and get away from that
+terrible tin can that was pounding after him, no matter how fast he
+went.
+
+So into the box he ran, and I think you can guess what happened. The dog
+was going so fast, and the box, not being held down to the ground, was
+so easily pushed over, that it toppled to one side.
+
+And, as Bunny Brown and his sister Sue were standing near the box, it
+fell over on them, and the lemonade pitcher upset, and the lemonade in
+it splashed all over the little boy and his sister. The glasses bounced
+off into the grass, and the dog suddenly turned a somersault, and fell
+on top of Bunny, Sue, the box and the lemonade pitcher.
+
+And that's what happened, just as you must have guessed.
+
+For a few seconds there was such a tangle of dog, lemonade, pitcher,
+lemonade stand, to say nothing of Bunny and Sue, that if any one had
+been there to see he would hardly have known which was the dog, and
+which was Bunny and Sue.
+
+"Oh! Oh! Oh!" cried the little girl.
+
+"What--what's the matter?" gasped Bunny.
+
+The dog howled, barked and whined, and then the box rolled to one side,
+and so did the now empty pitcher of lemonade. Sue found herself sitting
+on the grass, holding what she thought was her doll, but which was
+really one of Bunny's chubby legs.
+
+Bunny lay on his back, and in his arms he held--what do you think? Why
+the little yellow dog, to be sure!
+
+And now the dog stopped howling and barking, for he must have known that
+Bunny and Sue would be his friends, and he was not afraid any more. And
+that is the way they were when Aunt Lu and Splash, the big dog, came out
+to see how the two little lemonade sellers were getting along.
+
+"Oh my goodness!" exclaimed Aunt Lu. "Oh my goodness! What has
+happened?"
+
+At first she was a bit frightened, but when she saw that Sue was
+smiling, and that Bunny was just ready to laugh, Aunt Lu laughed also.
+
+"Well, if none of you is hurt, and nothing broken, I think this is very
+funny!" Aunt Lu exclaimed. "Oh, but what a mix-up!"
+
+Splash, the big dog, seemed to think so too, for he barked--not a cross,
+ugly bark, but a sort of laughing kind--as if, he, also, felt that it
+was jolly fun.
+
+Then Splash saw the little yellow dog in Bunny's arms, and the big dog
+went up to him, wagging his tail, while the two sort of rubbed noses--
+you know the way dogs do instead of shaking hands, or paws, I suppose I
+should say, and right away they were friends.
+
+"Oh, look! look!" Sue exclaimed, now laughing herself. "I thought I had
+my doll, and--it's Bunny's leg!"
+
+"Huh! I wondered what was holding me." exclaimed the little boy.
+
+Sue let go of him, and Bunny got up. Then he rolled the lemonade box
+away from Sue, for it was resting partly on her, and by this time the
+little yellow dog (which Bunny had put down) was making better friends
+than ever with Splash.
+
+ [Illustration: "GET UNDER THE BOX, SUE!" HE CRIED.]
+
+Then Aunt Lu saw the tin can tied to the yellow dog's tail, and she
+cried out:
+
+"Oh, what a shame! Who did that?"
+
+"We didn't!" Bunny answered quickly.
+
+"Oh, of course not! I know you wouldn't do such a thing," returned his
+aunt. "Here, little dog, I'll cut it off for you," and she took her
+scissors out of her apron pocket, for she had been sewing just before
+coming out to look at the lemonade stand. "I'll cut it off for you,"
+said Aunt Lu.
+
+"Oh, don't cut off his tail!" begged Sue.
+
+"Of course not!" laughed Aunt Lu. "I meant I'd cut off the tin can. You
+poor little doggie! No wonder you were frightened. And now tell me all
+how it happened," she went on, as she snipped, with her scissors, the
+string around the little yellow dog's tail. He seemed very happy to be
+free of the tin can.
+
+"Well, it just happened--that's all," said Bunny. "He ran into our
+lemonade stand, and upset it."
+
+"But I guess he didn't mean to," remarked Sue, who had, by this time,
+found her real doll in the long grass.
+
+"No, he was so scared that he didn't know where he was running," decided
+Aunt Lu. "Well, now I'll help you pick things up, and then you had
+better come to the house. Haven't you sold enough lemonade for one day?"
+
+"I guess so," answered Bunny.
+
+"Did you lose the money?" asked Sue anxiously. "Where is the money we
+got?"
+
+"In my pocket," Bunny replied. It was lucky he had put it there, or,
+when the box was knocked over, the pennies and five cent pieces might
+have been scattered in the grass and lost.
+
+But everything was all right, and not a glass was broken, for they fell
+in soft, grassy places. The lemonade was spilled, of course, a little of
+it going on Bunny and Sue. But they did not mind that. And, best of all,
+the little dog no longer had a tin can tied to his tail.
+
+"I wonder who did it?" asked Sue.
+
+"Oh, some bad boys, I suppose," answered her aunt. "Boys who tie cans to
+dogs' tails don't stop to think how frightened the poor animals may get.
+But I'm glad this was no worse. Now, little yellow dog, you had better
+run home, that is if you have a home."
+
+The yellow dog seemed to have some place to go. For, after he had once
+more rubbed noses with Splash, had barked, as if saying good-bye, and
+had wagged his tail joyfully, away he trotted down the street.
+
+Now and then he looked back, as if to thank Bunny and Sue, and their
+aunt, for what they had done for him, or perhaps he was looking to make
+sure the banging, dangling tin can was no longer fast to his tail.
+
+But it was not, for Aunt Lu had tossed it away. Then she helped Bunny
+and Sue carry in the pitcher and glasses, and put away the box that had
+been used for a stand.
+
+"We'll sell some more lemonade to-morrow," Bunny said.
+
+"Yes," agreed Sue. "We want to get a lot of money for poor folks."
+
+"How much did you take in?" Aunt Lu wanted to know.
+
+Bunny gave it to her to count, as he could not go higher than ten, and
+there was more money than that.
+
+"Why you have twenty-one cents!" Aunt Lu exclaimed. "That's fine,
+children! I'll keep it for you, and if you do get more I'll put it all
+together, and give it to Old Miss Hollyhock for you."
+
+But Bunny Brown and his sister Sue did not sell lemonade next day. One
+reason was because it rained, and, for another, they found something
+else to do.
+
+The Brown house was the nicest place you could think of in which to
+spend a rainy day, that is the big attic was, and it was up there that
+Bunny Brown and his sister Sue were always allowed to play.
+
+The day after they had had the lemonade stand the rain came down very
+hard. Bunny and Sue stood with their noses pressed flat against the
+window panes.
+
+"Oh dear!" sighed Sue.
+
+"Oh dear!" sighed Bunny.
+
+"Tut! Tut!" exclaimed their mother. "I know what that means. Up to the
+attic with you, and play some of your games!"
+
+"Oh yes!" cried Bunny joyfully.
+
+"We'll play trolley car with the spinning wheel!" said Sue.
+
+This was only one of the games they played. There was a big spinning
+wheel up in the attic. It had belonged to Mrs. Brown's grandmother, and
+in the olden days, before yarn for socks and mittens was made by
+machinery, it was spun on a spinning wheel. This was a big wheel, as
+large as one on a wagon, but not so heavy. And it went around and
+around, very easily.
+
+Bunny and Sue would sit on a trunk, spin the wheel, and make believe
+they were in a trolley car. They would take turns being the motorman.
+Sometimes Bunny would have that place, while Sue would be the conductor,
+and again Bunny would collect the fare and let Sue spin the wheel.
+
+All that rainy day Bunny and Sue played in the attic, making up many new
+games about which I shall tell you another time. They had so much fun
+that they could hardly believe it when night came, and it was time to go
+to bed.
+
+"And maybe the sun will shine to-morrow," said Bunny.
+
+It did, the rain having gone somewhere else to water the flowers and
+trees.
+
+The next afternoon Aunt Lu promised to take Bunny and Sue down to their
+father's office, on the dock. They wanted to see the fish boats come in,
+and Aunt Lu had some shopping to do.
+
+Bunny and Sue, nicely dressed, freshly washed and combed, went out on
+the front porch to wait for Aunt Lu. She had said she would be down as
+soon as she changed her dress.
+
+But Bunny and Sue grew tired of waiting.
+
+"Let's walk on a little way," said Bunny. "We can go down to the corner,
+and back again, and Aunt Lu will be down then."
+
+Sue was always ready to do just what Bunny said, and soon the two
+children, hand in hand, went walking down the street. They did not
+intend to go far, but something happened, as it often did with them.
+
+Just beyond the corner there was a moving picture theatre, lately
+opened. Mrs. Brown and Aunt Lu had taken Bunny and his sister there once
+or twice, when there was a fairy play, or something nice to see, so
+Bunny and Sue knew what the moving pictures were like.
+
+"Oh, let's just go down and look at the picture posters outside," said
+Bunny, as they stood on the corner, from where they could see the
+theatre.
+
+"All right," said Sue quickly.
+
+In front of the moving picture place were some big boards, and on them
+were pasted brightly colored posters, almost like circus ones, telling
+about the moving pictures that were being shown inside. There was a
+picture of a man falling in the water, and another of a railroad train.
+Bunny loved cars and locomotives.
+
+Not thinking anything wrong, the two tots ran across the street, looking
+carefully up and down first, to see that no automobiles were coming.
+They crossed safely.
+
+A little later they were standing in front of the moving picture
+theatre, looking at the gay posters.
+
+"Wouldn't you like to go in?" asked Bunny.
+
+Sue nodded her curly head.
+
+"Maybe Aunt Lu will take us," she said.
+
+"We'll ask her," decided Bunny.
+
+Then they heard, from down the side street, the sound of a piano. It
+came from the moving picture place, and the reason Bunny and Sue could
+hear it so plainly was because the piano was near a side door, which was
+open to let in the fresh air.
+
+"Let's go down there and listen to the music a minute," Bunny said.
+"Then we'll go back and tell Aunt Lu."
+
+"All right!" agreed Sue.
+
+A little later the two were standing at the open, side door of the
+place. They could hear the piano very plainly now, and, what was more
+wonderful, they could look right in the theatre and see the moving
+pictures flashing on the white screen.
+
+"Oh! oh!" murmured Bunny. "Look, Sue."
+
+"Oh! oh!" whispered Sue. And then Bunny had a queer idea.
+
+"We can walk right in," he said. "The door is open. I guess this is for
+children like us--they don't want any money. Come on in, Sue, and we'll
+see the moving pictures!"
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XVIII
+
+WANGO AND THE CANDY
+
+
+Bunny Brown and his sister Sue walked right into the moving picture
+theatre. The door, as I have told you, was open, there was no one
+standing near to take tickets, or ask for money, and of course the
+children thought it was all right to go in.
+
+No one seemed to notice them, perhaps because the place was dark, except
+where the brilliant pictures were dancing and flashing on the white
+screen. And no one heard Bunny and Sue, for not only did they walk very
+softly, but just then the girl at the piano was playing loudly, and the
+sound filled the place.
+
+Right in through the open side door walked Bunny and Sue, and never for
+a moment did they think they were doing anything wrong. I suppose, after
+all, it was not very wrong.
+
+Bunny walked ahead, and Sue followed, keeping hold of his hand. Pretty
+soon she whispered to her brother:
+
+"Bunny! Bunny! I can't see very good at all here. I want to see the
+pictures better."
+
+"All right," Bunny whispered back. "I can't see very good, either. We'll
+find a better place."
+
+You know you can't look at moving pictures from the side, they all seem
+to be twisted if you do. You must be almost in front of them, and this
+time Bunny and Sue were very much to one edge.
+
+"We'll get up real close, and right in front," Bunny went on. Then he
+saw a little pair of steps leading up to the stage, or platform; only
+Bunny did not know it was that. He just thought if he and Sue went up
+the steps they would be better able to see. So up he went.
+
+The screen, or big white sheet, on which the moving pictures were shown,
+stood back some distance from the front of the stage. And it was a real
+stage, with footlights and all, but it was not used for acting any more,
+as only moving pictures were given in that theatre now.
+
+Sue followed Bunny up the steps. The pictures were ever so much clearer
+and larger now. She was quite delighted, and so was her brother. They
+wandered out to the middle of the stage, paying no attention to the
+audience. And the people in the theatre were so interested in the
+picture on the screen, that, for a while, they did not see the children
+who had wandered into the darkened theatre by the side door.
+
+The music from the piano sounded louder and louder. The pictures became
+more brilliant. Then suddenly Bunny and Sue walked right out on the
+stage in front of the screen, where the light from the moving picture
+lantern shone brightly on them.
+
+"What's that?" cried several persons.
+
+"Look! Why they're real children!" said others.
+
+Bunny and Sue could be plainly seen now, for they were exactly in the
+path of the strong light. There was some laughter in the audience, and
+then the man who was turning the crank of the moving picture machine
+began to understand that something was wrong.
+
+He stopped the picture film, and turned on a plain, white light, very
+strong and glaring, Just like the headlights of an automobile. Bunny and
+Sue could hardly see, and they looked like two black shadows on the
+white screen.
+
+"Look! Look! It's part of the show!" said some persons in front.
+
+"Maybe they're going to sing," said others.
+
+"Or do a little act."
+
+"Oh, aren't they cute!" laughed a lady.
+
+By this time the piano player had stopped making music. She knew that
+something was wrong. So did the moving picture man up in his little iron
+box, and so did the usher--that's the man who shows you where to find a
+seat. The usher came hurrying down the aisle.
+
+"Hello, youngsters!" he called out, but he was not in the least bit
+cross. "Where did you get in?" he asked.
+
+By this time the lights all over the place had been turned up, and Bunny
+and Sue could see the crowd, while the audience could also see them.
+Bunny blinked and smiled, but Sue was bashful, and tried to hide behind
+her brother. This made the people laugh still more.
+
+"How did you get in, and who is with you?" asked the usher.
+
+"We walked in the door over there," and Bunny pointed to the side one.
+"And we came all alone. We're waiting for Aunt Lu."
+
+"Oh, then she is coming?"
+
+"I don't guess so," Bunny said. "We didn't tell her we were coming
+here."
+
+"Well, well!" exclaimed the usher-man. "What does it all mean? Did your
+Aunt Lu send you on ahead? We don't let little children in here unless
+some older person is with them, but--"
+
+"We just comed in," Sue said. "The door was open, and we wanted to see
+the pictures, so we comed in; didn't we Bunny?"
+
+"Yes," he said. "But we'd like to sit down. We can't see good up here."
+
+"No, you are a little too close to the screen," said the usher. "Well,
+I'd send you home if I knew where you lived, but--"
+
+"I know them!" called out a woman near the front of the theatre. "That
+is Bunny Brown and his sister Sue. They live just up the street. I'll
+take them home."
+
+"Thank you; that's very kind of you," said the man. "I guess their folks
+must be worrying about them. Please take them home."
+
+"We don't want to go home!" exclaimed Sue. "We want to see the pictures;
+don't we, Bunny?"
+
+"Yes," answered the little fellow, "but maybe we'd better go and get
+Aunt Lu."
+
+"I think so myself," laughed the usher. "You can come some other time,
+youngsters. But bring your aunt, or your mother, with you; and don't
+come in the side door. I'll have to keep some one there, if it's going
+to be open, or I'll have more tots walking in without paying."
+
+"Come the next time, with your aunt or mother," he went on, "and I'll
+give you free tickets. It won't cost you even a penny!"
+
+"Oh, goodie!" cried Sue. She was willing to go home now, and the lady
+who said she knew them--who was a Mrs. Wakefield, and lived not far from
+the Brown home--took Bunny and Sue by the hands and led them out of the
+theatre.
+
+The lights were turned low again, and the moving picture show went on.
+Bunny and Sue wished they could have stayed, but they were glad they
+could come again, as the man had invited them.
+
+As Mrs. Wakefield led them down the street, toward their home, they saw
+Aunt Lu running to meet them.
+
+"Oh, Bunny! Sue!" she exclaimed. "Where have you been? I've looked all
+over for you!"
+
+"We went to the moving pictures," said Bunny.
+
+"By the side door," added Sue. "And we were on the stage, and the people
+all laughed; didn't they Bunny?"
+
+"Yes, they did. And the man said we could come back for nothing, and you
+are to bring us. When will you, Aunt Lu?"
+
+"Why--why I don't know what to think of it all!" their aunt exclaimed.
+"In a moving picture show--by the side door--on the stage--to go again
+for nothing--I never saw such children, never!"
+
+"Well, it all happened, just that way," said Mrs. Wakefield, and she
+told how surprised she, and all the others in the theatre were to see
+Bunny and Sue wander out on the stage into the strong light.
+
+"But you musn't do it again," Aunt Lu said, and of course Bunny and Sue
+promised they would not.
+
+"Now come on down to the fish dock, and we'll see the boats come in,"
+Bunny begged, and off they started.
+
+There was much going on at Mr. Brown's, dock that day. Some boats were
+getting dressed up in new suits of sails, and others were being painted.
+Then, too, a number of fishing boats came in, well filled with different
+kinds of fish. Some had lobsters in them and there was one big one, with
+very large claws.
+
+"That one's claws are bigger than the claw you have, to play Punch and
+Judy with, Bunny," said Sue.
+
+"Yes," agreed her brother, "but that claw is too big for my nose."
+
+"I should think so!" laughed Aunt Lu. "Your whole little face would
+almost go in it, Bunny. Oh dear!" she went on. "I don't like lobsters as
+much as I used to."
+
+"Why not?" asked Mr. Brown, who came out of his office to see his
+children and their aunt. "I was going to have you take one up to the
+house to make into salad for dinner. Why don't you like lobsters any
+more, Aunt Lu?"
+
+"Oh, because whenever I see them, and remember the one we had for supper
+the first night I came here, I think of my lost diamond ring, that I
+never shall find."
+
+"Yes, it is too bad," agreed Mr. Brown. "I thought you were going to
+find it, Bunny?"
+
+"Well, Sue and I looked and looked and looked," said the little fellow,
+"but we couldn't find it anywhere!"
+
+"Yes, they have tried," said Aunt Lu. "But never mind, we won't talk
+about it."
+
+They looked into the other fishing boats, and then Bunker Blue came
+along. As he had nothing much to do just then he took Aunt Lu and the
+children for a little ride in a motor boat, that went by gasoline, the
+same as does an automobile. Only, of course, a boat goes in the water,
+and an automobile runs on land.
+
+Bunny and Sue had a pleasant afternoon with Aunt Lu, and when she told
+their father about the children having wandered into the moving picture
+show, he laughed so hard that tears came into his eyes.
+
+"If this keeps on," he said, "we'll have either to keep them home all
+the while, or else you'll have to be with them every minute, Aunt Lu.
+You can't tell what they are going to do next."
+
+It was a day or two after this that, as Bunny and Sue were going down
+the street, to buy a little candy at Mrs. Redden's store, something
+queer happened.
+
+They each had five cents, that Aunt Lu had given them, but they were
+allowed to spend only one penny of it this day, as their mother did not
+wish them to eat too much candy.
+
+"I'm going to buy a lollypop--they last longer," Bunny announced.
+
+"I'll get one, too," agreed Sue, as they entered the toy place. The door
+swung open, a bell over it ringing to call Mrs. Redden, for she lived in
+rooms back of the store, where she kept house.
+
+"How are you, Bunny and Sue?" asked the candy-lady as she smiled at
+them. "I was beginning to think you had forgotten me."
+
+"Oh, no," Bunny said.
+
+"We'd never forget you," declared Sue. "I want a lollypop and so does
+Bunny."
+
+Mrs. Redden opened the glass show-case in which the candy was kept. As
+she reached in her hand, to take out the lollypops, Bunny and Sue,
+standing in front, saw a brown, hairy paw also put into the case. And
+the brown paw, which was close to Mrs. Redden's hand, caught up a bunch
+of lollypops and quickly pulled them out.
+
+"Oh! oh! oh, dear!" screamed Mrs. Redden. "Oh, what is it?"
+
+A second later a brown, furry animal jumped up from back of the counter,
+and scrambled from shelf to shelf, until it was on the very top one. And
+there the animal sat, peeling the wax paper off a lollypop.
+
+"Oh, what is it? What is it?" cried Mrs. Redden. "Oh, take it away!"
+
+Bunny and Sue were not a bit frightened. They looked up at the furry
+figure, on the top shelf of the candy store, and Bunny said:
+
+"Why, it's only Wango, Mr. Winkler's monkey! I guess he broke loose from
+his chain."
+
+"Yes, it's Wango!" echoed Sue. "Come down, Wango!" she called, for both
+children had often petted the queer little monkey.
+
+Wango accidentally dropped one of the lollypops he held. He had so many
+in his paws that it was hard to hold them all. He quickly reached for
+the falling candy, but he accidentally hit a glass jar filled with jelly
+beans. It crashed down to the floor, spilling the candy beans all over.
+
+"Oh! oh, dear! what a mess!" cried Mrs. Redden, and she ran to get the
+broom to drive Wango away.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XIX
+
+BUNNY IN A QUEER PLACE
+
+
+Wango was a queer monkey in more ways than one. He liked to make
+mischief, or what others called mischief, though to him perhaps it was
+only fun. And he did not seem to like ladies. He would let boys and
+girls and men pet him, and make a fuss over him, but he would very
+seldom allow ladies to do this.
+
+Miss Winkler, the sister of the sailor who had brought Wango from a far-
+off land, was one of the ladies the monkey did not like. But then she
+did not like Wango, and perhaps he knew this. And now it seemed that
+Wango was not going to like Mrs. Redden, who kept the candy shop.
+
+And it was certain that, just then, Mrs. Redden did not like Wango; at
+least she did not like to have him take her candy, break the jar and
+scatter the jelly beans all over the shop.
+
+"Get down, Wango!" she cried, shaking the broom at him. "Get down off
+that shelf right away! And give me back my lollypops!"
+
+But Wango did not get down, and he did not give back the lollypops. He
+had dropped one, and this made him hold, all the more tightly, to the
+others. He was very fond of candy, Wango was.
+
+"Oh dear! I'm afraid of him!" exclaimed Mrs. Redden.
+
+"Why, he won't hurt you," said Bunny. "He's a good monkey. He lets me
+and Sue pet him; don't you, Wango?"
+
+"You can't pet him now," said Sue, "he's too high up."
+
+"Oh, but look at the funny faces he makes!" exclaimed the lady who kept
+the toy and candy shop.
+
+Wango was certainly making very odd faces just then. But perhaps it was
+because he liked the taste of the lollypops. He had taken the paper off
+two of them, and had them both in his mouth at once, while his busy paws
+were peeling the wax covering off a third one.
+
+Of course it was not right for Wango to put two lollypops in his mouth
+at once; at least it would not be nice for children to do so. But
+perhaps monkeys are different.
+
+"Come down from there! Come down from that shelf!" cried Mrs. Redden,
+reaching up and trying to touch the monkey with the broom. I think she
+did not intend to hit him hard, and, anyhow, a blow from a broom does
+not hurt very much. Mrs. Redden thought she simply must drive Wango
+down. He might spoil a lot of candy.
+
+And now, instead of making faces Wango chattered at the candy-shop lady.
+Oh! what a queer noise he made, showing his white teeth.
+
+"Oh dear! oh dear!" Mrs. Redden cried. "Isn't this terrible? I never had
+a monkey in my candy shop before. At least not one that was loose,
+though an Italian organ grinder did come in with one once, on a string.
+But he was a good monkey."
+
+"Wango is good, too," said Bunny. "Only I guess he is scared, now. Come
+on down, Wango!" called Bunny, "and I'll give you a peanut."
+
+"Oh, yes, he'll come down for a peanut, or maybe two peanuts!" exclaimed
+Sue. "Wango loves peanuts. Have you any, Mrs. Redden?"
+
+"Yes," answered the store-lady. "But I'm not going to give him peanuts,
+after all the candy he has taken and spoiled. Nearly half the jelly
+beans will be wasted, and the glass jar is broken, and he will spoil all
+those lollypops, too. Oh dear!"
+
+"Just give him two peanuts," said Bunny, "and that will make him come
+down. Then maybe he'll give back the lollypops."
+
+"Well, child, we can try it," the candy-lady said. "I can't hit him with
+the broom, that's sure, unless I stand on a chair, and if I do that he
+may reach down and pull my hair, as he did Mrs. Winkler's one day. I'll
+get the peanuts."
+
+She brought a handful from another show case, and gave them to Bunny,
+who held them up so the monkey could see them.
+
+"Come and get the nuts, Wango!" Bunny called.
+
+The monkey chattered, and made funny faces, but he did not come down. He
+seemed to like the lollypops better, and, also, his perch on the shelf,
+he thought, was safer than one on the floor.
+
+"What shall we do?" asked Mrs. Redden.
+
+"Bunny, could you run down the street, and ask Mr. Winkler to come and
+take his monkey away?"
+
+"Yes'm, I'll do it," the little boy answered politely.
+
+But just then something else happened.
+
+Wango, trying to peel the wax paper from another lollypop, dropped a
+second one. He reached for it, but he did keep hold of the shelf, and,
+the next second down he himself fell, knocking over several more candy
+jars.
+
+They crashed to the floor, smashing and spilling the candy all over.
+Wango turned a somersault, and landed lightly on his feet, close beside
+Mrs. Redden.
+
+"Oh, you bad monkey! You bad monkey!" she cried. "Shoo! Get out of here!
+Out of my shop!"
+
+She brushed at Wango with the broom, and the lively monkey made a rush
+for the back door of the store, as the front one was closed.
+
+"Here! Don't you dare go into my kitchen!" cried Mrs. Redden, as she ran
+after the monkey. "You'll upset everything there!"
+
+Wango chattered, and made funny faces. Then he turned and ran back,
+sliding right under Mrs. Redden's skirts, and nearly upsetting Bunny.
+
+At that moment the front door opened, and there stood Jed Winkler, the
+old sailor, who owned the monkey.
+
+"Have you seen anything of Wango?" began Mr. Winkler, but there was no
+need for him to ask such a question. There was Wango, in plain sight,
+holding some lollypops in one paw, and in the other some jelly beans and
+coconut candies he had grabbed up from the floor. And in his mouth, with
+the stick-handles pointing out, were three other lollypops!
+
+"Take him away! Oh, take him away!" begged Mrs. Redden. "He will spoil
+all the candy in my shop!"
+
+"This is too bad!" exclaimed the sailor, "Wango, behave yourself! You
+are a bad monkey! Up with you!"
+
+Wango jumped up on his master's shoulder, and hung his head. I really
+think he was ashamed of what he had done.
+
+"He broke loose from his new chain," said the old sailor, "and I have
+been looking all over for him. I am glad I have found him, and I will
+pay for all the candy he spoiled."
+
+"Well, if you do that I can't find any fault," said the store-lady. "But
+he certainly gave me a great fright."
+
+"And he wouldn't even come down for peanuts," cried Bunny.
+
+"Wango isn't very good to-day," said Mr. Winkler. "I must get a stronger
+chain for him, I think. Now I'll take him home, and, Mrs. Redden, when
+you find out how much candy he spoiled, and how many jars he broke, I
+will come and pay you."
+
+"All right," answered Mrs. Redden. Then the sailor took his monkey home,
+and the store-lady, after she had given Bunny and Sue the lollypops they
+came for, began to clean up her place. Certainly Wango had upset it very
+much.
+
+"He must have come in the store by the back way, when I was out hanging
+up the clothes," said the candy-shop lady. "He hid under the counter
+until he saw me open the showcase for you, Bunny. Then he put in his
+paw, and grabbed the lollypops."
+
+"Yes, that's what he did--I saw him," said Sue, who was now taking the
+paper off her candy. But she did not put two in her mouth, at once, as
+the monkey had done. Of course Sue wouldn't do anything like that.
+
+Bunny and Sue made all the folks at home laugh, as they told of Wango's
+funny tricks.
+
+"Well, it was quite an adventure," said Aunt Lu, "wasn't it?"
+
+"What's an ad--adventure?" Sue wanted to know.
+
+"It's something that happens," her aunt explained.
+
+"Then Wango must be an adventure," said Bunny, "for lots happened to
+him."
+
+It was two days after the monkey had gotten in the candy-store that
+Harry Bentley, Charlie Star, Sadie West and Helen Newton came over to
+play with Bunny and his sister Sue.
+
+"What shall we play?" asked Bunny.
+
+"Hide-and-go-to-seek," said Sadie.
+
+The others liked this game, so they began to play it. Helen covered her
+eyes with her arms, so she could not see where the others hid, and began
+counting.
+
+"When I count up to fifty, I'm coming to find you," she said, "and
+whoever I find first will have to blind next time, and hunt for the rest
+of us."
+
+Off they all ran to hide. Sue stooped down to hide behind a lilac bush,
+near "home," which was the side porch. Whoever reached "home" before
+Helen did, after she had started on her search, would be "in free."
+
+"Ready or not, I'm coming!" called Helen, after she had counted fifty,
+and she began to look for the hiding ones.
+
+"She'll not find me," said Bunny Brown to himself. "I'm going to hide in
+a funny place. She'll never find me!"
+
+And where do you think he hid? It was in a queer place--down in an empty
+rain-water barrel, that stood back of the house. Bunny climbed up into
+it by standing on a box, and, once inside, he crouched down on the
+bottom, where anyone would have had to come very close, and look over
+the edge, to see him. And there Bunny hid.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XX
+
+SPLASH RUNS AWAY
+
+
+"Where is Bunny?"
+
+"Bunny! Bunny Brown!"
+
+"Come on in! The game is over and Charlie Star is it. He's going to
+blind next time, you won't have to!"
+
+"Come on in, Bunny Brown!"
+
+Thus called Helen, Sue and the others who were playing the game of hide-
+and-go-to-seek. For Bunny had not been found, and he had not run up to
+touch "home," and be "in free."
+
+Helen had not been able to find the little fellow, so well was he
+hidden.
+
+"I can't think where he is," she said. "I looked all over."
+
+"But you didn't find ME!" cried Sue, clapping her hands in fun.
+
+"No, you were so close to me, back of the lilac bush, that I never
+thought of looking there," said Helen. Sue had run "in free," as soon as
+Helen's back was turned.
+
+"But where is Bunny?" everyone asked.
+
+"Come on in!" they called.
+
+But Bunny did not come.
+
+"Let's all look for him," suggested Charlie Star. "Maybe he went away
+off down the street, or maybe he is out in the barn."
+
+There was a barn back of the Brown house, in which Bunny's father kept
+some horses used in his business. The children often played in the barn,
+especially on rainy days, when they did not go up to the attic.
+
+"Let's look in the barn," Charlie went on.
+
+"It wasn't fair to hide out there," Helen said. "That is too far away."
+
+"Maybe Bunny didn't," suggested Sue.
+
+"Well, we'll look, anyhow," went on Sadie.
+
+Out to the barn trooped the children, but though they looked in the
+haymow, and in the empty stalls (for most of the horses were out at
+work) no Bunny could be found.
+
+Then they went back to look around the house, in some of the nooks and
+corners near which the others had hidden.
+
+"Bunny! Bunny!" they called. "Why don't you come in, so we can have
+another game? You won't have to blind."
+
+But Bunny did not answer.
+
+Pretty soon Sue began to get a little frightened, and her playmates,
+too, thought it queer that they could not find Bunny, and that he did
+not answer.
+
+"Maybe we'd better tell your mother, Sue," Sadie said.
+
+"Yes, for maybe he fell down a hole, and can't get up," suggested Helen.
+
+They called once more, and looked in many other places, but Bunny was
+not to be found. Then into the house they went.
+
+"Oh, Mother!" cried Sue, her eyes opening wide, "we can't find Bunny
+anywhere, and he won't answer us."
+
+"Can't find him!"
+
+"Won't answer you!"
+
+Mother Brown and Aunt Lu spoke thus, one after the other.
+
+"We were playing hide-and-go-to-seek," explained Helen, "and Bunny hid
+himself in such a queer place that we can't find him."
+
+"Maybe it's just one of his tricks," said Aunt Lu.
+
+"No, it can't be a trick," Charlie Star explained, "because Bunny likes
+to play the game, and he doesn't have to blind this time. We've hollered
+that at him, but he won't come in."
+
+Seeing that the children were really worried, Mrs. Brown and Aunt Lu
+said they would come out and help search. They looked in all the places
+they could think of, and called Bunny's name, as did the others, but the
+little fellow was not found.
+
+Even Mrs. Brown was beginning to get a little anxious now, and she was
+thinking of telephoning for Mr. Brown to come home, when Bunny was
+suddenly found. And it was the cook who found him.
+
+The cook came out to the back door, near which stood the empty rain-
+water barrel, into which Bunny had climbed to hide. She took from the
+open top a large towel which, a little while before, she had thrown over
+the barrel to dry, and, looking down in, she cried out:
+
+"Why here he is! Here's Bunny now!"
+
+And so he was! Curled up on the bottom of the barrel, in a little round
+ball, and fast asleep, was Bunny Brown.
+
+"Oh, we never looked in there!" exclaimed Sadie West.
+
+"I thought of it," said Helen, "but I saw the towel spread over the top
+of the barrel, and I didn't see how Bunny could be under it, so I didn't
+look"
+
+"Well, he's found, anyhow," said his mother, smiling.
+
+They had all gathered around the barrel to look into it, the littler
+ones standing up on the box, by which Bunny had climbed in. Then Bunny,
+suddenly awakened, opened his eyes and saw his mother, his Aunt Lu, the
+cook and his playmates staring down at him.
+
+"Why--why what's the matter?" he asked, rubbing his eyes.
+
+"Oh, Bunny, we couldn't find you!" cried Sue.
+
+"Why, I was right here all the while," Bunny answered. "I climbed in the
+barrel to hide."
+
+"And didn't you hear us calling that you could come in free?" asked
+Sadie.
+
+Bunny shook his head.
+
+"He was asleep," said Aunt Lu. "He must have fallen asleep as soon as he
+curled up inside the barrel. That's why he didn't hear. Oh, you funny
+Bunny boy!" and she laughed and hugged Bunny, who was helped out of the
+barrel by his mother.
+
+"I never saw him down in there when I came to the door a while ago, and
+threw the cloth over the barrel," explained the cook. "I thought the
+barrel would be a good place to dry the towel. And to think I covered
+Bunny up with it!"
+
+"If it hadn't been for the towel we'd have looked in the barrel
+ourselves," said Charlie Star.
+
+"I guess it was so nice and quiet and warm in the barrel that I went to
+sleep before I knew it," Bunny remarked.
+
+"I guess you did," laughed his mother.
+
+"Shall we play some more?" asked Helen.
+
+"Oh, yes!" cried Bunny. "And I won't hide in the barrel again."
+
+So the game went on, the children hiding in different places, some of
+which were easily found, while others were so well hidden that it was a
+long while before the one who "blinded" discovered them.
+
+"Now let's play tag!" cried Sue, after a while. She liked this game very
+much, though her legs were so short that she could not run very fast,
+and she was often "tagged" and made "it."
+
+"No, don't play any more just now," called Aunt Lu, coming down to the
+yard where the children were. "Come up on the porch. I have a little
+treat for you."
+
+"Oh, is it ice cream?" asked Bunny eagerly. "I hope it is. I'm so hot!"
+
+"You'll have to wait and see," his aunt answered, with a smile.
+
+"Oh, it's just as good as ice cream!" cried Sue, when she saw where her
+aunt had spread a little table, on the shady side of the porch.
+
+"Lemonade!" murmured Bunny, as he saw the big pitcher which he and Sue
+had used at their street stand.
+
+"And tarts--jam tarts and jelly tarts!" added Sue. "Oh! oh! oh!"
+
+And that was the treat Aunt Lu had made for the children. There were two
+plates of tarts, one with jam coming up through the three little round
+holes in the top crust, and others in which jelly showed. Both were very
+good. And the cool lemonade was good also.
+
+"Oh, I just love to come over to your house to play, Sue!" said Sadie
+West.
+
+"So do I!" chorused the other children.
+
+"We do have such good times!" added Charlie Star.
+
+"And such good things to eat," came from Harry Bentley. "Those tarts
+are--awful good!" and he sighed.
+
+"Would you like another?" asked Aunt Lu, with a laugh in her eyes and a
+smile on her lips.
+
+"If you please," answered Harry, as he passed his plate.
+
+Then, after the children had rested, they played more games, until it
+was time to go home.
+
+One day, when Bunker Blue came to the Brown home, to bring up some fish
+Mr. Brown had sent, Bunny, who was out in the yard with Splash, the big
+shaggy dog, said to the red-haired youth:
+
+"Bunker, you know lots of things; don't you?"
+
+"Well, I wouldn't want to say that, Bunny. There's lots and lots of
+things I don't know."
+
+"But you can sail a boat; can't you?"
+
+"Oh, yes, I can do that,"
+
+"Well, I wish I could. And do you know how to make a dog harness,
+Bunker? Do you know how to harness up a dog so he could pull an express
+wagon?"
+
+"Yes, I guess I know how to do that, Bunny."
+
+"Then I wish you'd harness Splash to my wagon," Bunny went on. "I've
+tried and tried, and I can't do it. The harness breaks all the while,
+and when I put the handle of the wagon between Splash's legs he falls
+down--it trips him up."
+
+"Of course," Bunker said. "You ought to have two handles to the wagon,
+and Splash could stand in between them, just as a horse is hitched to a
+wagon."
+
+"Oh, could you fix my wagon that way, Bunker?"
+
+"I might, if your mother said it was all right."
+
+"I'll ask her. And will you make me a harness for Splash?"
+
+"I'll try, Bunny."
+
+Mrs. Brown said she did not mind if Bunker fixed the wagon and made a
+harness so Bunny could hitch Splash to the express wagon, for the big
+dog was kind and gentle.
+
+"Oh, what fun Sue and I will have!" cried Bunny. "We'll get lots of
+rides in the wagon."
+
+It did not take Bunker long to make two handles, or "shafts," as they
+are called, for Bunny's wagon. Then he made a harness for the dog--a
+harness strong enough not to break. One day, when all was finished,
+Splash was hitched to the wagon, and Bunny was given the reins. They
+went around the neck of Splash, for of course you can not put in a dog's
+mouth an iron bit, as you can in that of a horse.
+
+Bunny found that he could guide his dog from one side to the other by
+pulling on either the right or left rein. And Splash did not seem to
+mind pulling the wagon with Bunny in it. He went around the yard very
+nicely.
+
+"Oh, give me a ride, Bunny!" begged Sue, who came in just then from
+having been down to Sadie West's house, having a dolls' party.
+
+"Yes, I'll give you a ride, Sue," Bunny said. "Get in! Whoa, Splash!" he
+called. The dog did not "whoa" very well, but finally he stopped, and
+Sue got in the wagon, sitting behind Bunny.
+
+They drove around the yard for a while, and then Sue said:
+
+"Oh, Bunny, let's go out on the sidewalk, where it's nice and smooth. It
+will be easier for Splash to pull us then." Bunny thought this would be
+fun, so he guided the dog out through the gate. The wagon did go more
+smoothly on the sidewalk, and Splash trotted a little faster.
+
+"Oh, this is fun!" cried Bunny.
+
+"I like it!" laughed Sue, who had her arms around Bunny's waist, so she
+would not fall out backwards.
+
+They had not gone very far before Sue cried:
+
+"Oh, Bunny! Look! There's that yellow dog--the one that had the tin can
+tied to his tail--the one that upset our lemonade stand!"
+
+"So it is!" said Bunny.
+
+And, just at that moment, Splash also saw the yellow dog.
+
+With a bark and a wag of his tail, Splash gave a big jump, nearly
+throwing Bunny and Sue out of the wagon. Then the big dog began to run
+after the little one.
+
+"Whoa! Whoa!" cried Bunny, pulling on the reins. But Splash would not
+stop. Faster and faster he ran. He only wanted to see his little yellow
+dog friend again, and rub noses with him. But I guess the yellow dog was
+frightened when he saw the express wagon, with the two children in it,
+following after Splash.
+
+Maybe the yellow dog thought the wagon was tied to the tail of Splash,
+as the tin can had once been to his own. And maybe the little yellow dog
+thought some one would now tie an express wagon to his tail. At any rate
+he ran on faster and faster, And Splash, who just wanted to speak to
+him, in dog language, ran on faster too.
+
+"Bumpity-bump-bump!" went the wagon with Bunny and Sue in it.
+
+"Whoa! Whoa!" called Bunny.
+
+But Splash would not stop. He was running away, but he did not mean to.
+He just wanted to catch up to the little yellow dog who was running on
+ahead.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XXI
+
+HOW SUE FOUND THE EGGS
+
+
+"Oh, Bunny! Can't you make him stop?" cried Sue, as she clung with her
+arms about her brother's waist, while the wagon swayed from side to
+side.
+
+"I--I'm trying to," answered Bunny, pulling as hard as he could on the
+reins. "But he won't stop. Whoa! Whoa!" and Bunny called as loudly as he
+could.
+
+Down the street Splash kept running. He was getting nearer to the little
+yellow dog, for this dog had only short legs, and Splash had long ones,
+and, of course, anyone with long legs can run faster than anyone with
+short legs.
+
+"I--I'm going to fall out!" Sue cried. "I--I'm slipping, Bunny! I'm
+falling!"
+
+"Hold on! Hold on tight!" Bunny begged his sister, for the wagon was
+going very fast, and he knew if she fell out on the hard sidewalk she
+would get a hard bump.
+
+Sue clasped her arms as tightly as she could about her brother's waist,
+but her arms were short, and Bunny was rather fat, so it was not easy
+for her to hold fast. Still she did her best.
+
+Several persons on the other side of the street saw Bunny and Sue having
+a fast ride in the toy express wagon, drawn by the big dog, but they did
+not think the Brown children were in a runaway, which is just what they
+were.
+
+"My! what fun Bunny Brown and his sister Sue are having!" said one man,
+as he watched the express wagon bump along.
+
+"Yes, they always seem to be having good times," replied a lady.
+
+If they had only known it was a runaway, they might have run across the
+street and stopped Splash from going so fast.
+
+On and on went the big dog. He was almost up to the yellow one now, and
+the yellow dog began to yelp. Perhaps he thought he was going to be
+caught and hurt. Or maybe he feared Bunny or Sue would try to make him
+pull the big wagon, with them in it.
+
+But of course they wouldn't think of such a thing, and as for Splash, I
+have told you that all he wanted to do was to rub noses with his little
+yellow friend.
+
+As the wagon rumbled past the house where lived Mr. Jed Winkler, the old
+sailor, who owned Wango, the monkey, came out to the front gate. I mean
+Mr. Winkler came out, not Wango, for he had been tightly chained, after
+the fun he had had in Mrs. Redden's candy shop.
+
+"My! What a fine ride you are having!" called Mr. Winkler.
+
+"Oh! It's not a nice ride at all!" answered Sue. "We're being runned
+away with! Please stop Splash!"
+
+"Goodness me!" exclaimed Mr. Winkler. "A runaway! Well, I must stop it,
+of course!"
+
+Out he ran from his yard to race after Splash, but there was no need for
+the old sailor to catch the big dog. For, just then, the little yellow
+dog stumbled, and turned a somersault. And before he could pick himself
+up, and run on again, Splash had caught up to him.
+
+Now, this was all that Splash wanted to do--catch up to the yellow dog
+and rub noses with him. And as soon as Splash saw that the little dog
+had stopped, Splash stopped also.
+
+But he stopped so suddenly that the wagon almost ran up on his back. It
+turned around, and then it went over on one side, so that Bunny and Sue
+were spilled out. But they fell on some soft grass, so they were not
+hurt a bit, though Sue's dress was stained.
+
+And as soon as the little yellow dog found that he was not going to be
+hurt, but that Splash was just going to be friends with him, why the two
+animals just sat down in the grass find rubbed noses and, I suppose,
+talked to each other in dog language, if there is any such thing.
+
+Bunny helped Sue get up, and then Mr. Winkler came running along. He
+could not go very fast, for he was aged, and he was a little lame,
+because of rheumatism, from having been out so many cold and wet nights
+when he was a sailor on a ship.
+
+"Well, well, youngsters!" exclaimed Mr. Winkler. "You had quite a spill;
+didn't you?"
+
+"But we didn't get hurt," said Bunny, who was looking at the wagon and
+harness to see that it was not broken. Everything seemed to be all
+right. "We're not hurt a bit," Bunny laughed.
+
+"Well, I'm glad of that," went on Mr. Winkler, as he helped Bunny put
+the wagon right side up and straight once more. "How did it happen?"
+
+"Splash just runned away," replied Sue, "He runned after the yellow
+dog."
+
+"And he caught him all right," laughed Mr. Winkler. "But they seem to be
+great friends now. Who made your harness, Bunny?"
+
+"Bunker Blue did. He can make lots of things."
+
+"Yes, I guess he can," agreed the old sailor. "But I hope, after this,
+that Splash won't run away with you when you go for a ride."
+
+"Well, it didn't hurt much, to fall out," laughed Bunny. "Now we'll ride
+back again."
+
+Splash went back very slowly. Perhaps he was tired, or he may have been
+sorry that he had run so fast at first, and had upset the wagon. The
+yellow dog went off by himself, and he was glad, I guess, that he did
+not have to pull a wagon with two children in it. But Splash seemed to
+enjoy it.
+
+Mrs. Brown and Aunt Lu had not seen the runaway, or they might not have
+wanted Bunny and Sue to take any more rides in the express wagon. But
+the two children had lots of fun the rest of the morning, riding up and
+down, and Splash acted very nicely, stopping when Bunny called "Whoa!"
+and going on again when the little boy said, "Giddap!"
+
+"Oh, it's just like a real horse!" exclaimed Sue, clapping her hands.
+"Will you let me hold the lines, Bunny?"
+
+"Yes," answered her brother, and soon Sue could drive Splash almost as
+well as Bunny could.
+
+For several days after that Bunny Brown and his sister Sue had many good
+times with their dog and express wagon. They gave their playmates rides
+up and down the sidewalk, and never once again did Splash run away. But
+then he did not see his friend, the little yellow dog, or he might have
+raced after him just as at first.
+
+When Bunny and Sue were eating breakfast one morning, Mrs. Gordon, whose
+husband kept the grocery store, came in to see Mrs. Brown.
+
+"I wonder if your children could not help me?" said Mrs. Gordon, as she
+sat down in a chair in the dining room, and fanned herself with her
+apron. She lived next door to the Brown home.
+
+"Well, Bunny and Sue are always glad to help," said their mother,
+smiling at them. "What is it you want them to do?"
+
+"Do you want a ride in our express wagon, Mrs. Gordon?" asked Bunny.
+
+"Or maybe have us sell lemonade for you?" added Sue.
+
+"Bless your hearts! It isn't either of those things," answered Mrs.
+Gordon, with a laugh. "I just want you to help me hunt for a hen's nest.
+That's all."
+
+"Look for a hen's nest!" exclaimed Bunny.
+
+"Yes," said Mrs. Gordon. "One of my hens has strayed off by herself and
+is laying her eggs in a nest I can't find. I've looked all over our yard
+for it, but perhaps it is in your barn," she went on to Mrs. Brown. "And
+if it is, maybe Bunny and Sue could find it."
+
+"Oh, maybe we could!" Bunny cried.
+
+"It will be fun to look!" said Sue. "Come on, Bunny."
+
+"Be careful you don't fall," their mother cautioned them, as they ran
+out, hardly waiting to finish their breakfast.
+
+Hens, you know, often like to go quietly off by themselves, and lay
+their eggs in a nest that no one can find. And this is what one of Mrs.
+Gordon's hens had done.
+
+Into the barn ran Bunny and Sue.
+
+"We'll see who'll find the nest first!" Bunny shouted.
+
+"I think I shall," cried Sue.
+
+And now you wait and see what happens.
+
+There were many places in the barn where a hen might lay her eggs. There
+were nooks under wagons, or under wheelbarrows, corners behind boxes,
+and any number of holes in the place where the hay for the horses was
+kept--the haymow, as it is called.
+
+Bunny and Sue looked in all the places they could think of. But they did
+not see a hen sitting in her hidden nest, nor did they find the white
+eggs she might have laid.
+
+"I guess the nest isn't here," said Bunny after a while.
+
+"No, I guess not, too," echoed Sue. "Let's slide down the hay."
+
+The hay in the mow was quite high in one place, and low in another, like
+a little hill. Bunny and Sue could climb to the top, or high place of
+the hay, and slide down, for it was quite slippery.
+
+Up they climbed, and down they slid, quite fast. They had done this a
+number of times, when finally Sue said:
+
+"Oh, Bunny, I'm going to slide down in a new place!"
+
+She went over to one side of the hay-hill, and down she slid. And then
+something funny happened.
+
+There was a sort of crackling sound, and Sue called out:
+
+"Oh, Bunny! Bunny! I've found the hen's nest, and I'm right in it!"
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XXII
+
+AUNT LU IS SAD
+
+
+Bunny Brown quickly slid down on his side of the hay-hill. He could see
+his sister Sue, who was sitting in a little hollow place.
+
+"What--what's the matter?" Bunny asked, for Sue had a funny look on her
+face.
+
+"I found Mrs. Gordon's hen's nest," answered the little girl, "and I'm
+right in it!"
+
+"In what?" Bunny wanted to know.
+
+"In the nest. I'm sitting in it--right on the eggs, just like a hen.
+Only," said Sue, and the funny look on her face changed into a sort of
+smile, "only I--I've broken all the eggs!"
+
+And that is just what she had done.
+
+Oh! how Sue was covered with the whites and yellows of the eggs!
+
+She had slid down the haymow on a side where she and Bunny did not often
+play, and she had slid right into the hen's nest. The children had not
+thought of looking there for it.
+
+But Sue had found it.
+
+Slowly she stood up. She and Bunny looked into the nest And, just as Sue
+had said, all the eggs were broken.
+
+"Oh, it's too bad!" the little girl exclaimed. "Mrs. Gordon will be so
+sorry."
+
+"You couldn't help it," declared Bunny, "You--you just slid into 'em!"
+
+"Yes," went on Sue. "I didn't see the nest at all, but I heard the eggs
+break, and there I was, sitting there on them just like a hen. Oh, dear!
+Look at my dress!"
+
+"It will wash out," said her brother. "You might go down and wade in the
+brook. But we couldn't, without asking mother, and then she'd see you
+anyhow."
+
+"Oh, I'll tell her!" exclaimed Sue. "We'd better go in, 'cause if egg-
+stuff dries on you it's awful hard to get off. Aunt Lu said so when she
+baked a cake yesterday."
+
+"Well, we can come back and slide some more."
+
+"Yes, after I get clean. And we'll have to tell Mrs. Gordon, too; won't
+we, Bunny?"
+
+"Oh, yes. But she has lots of hens and eggs, so she won't care."
+
+Mrs. Brown and Aunt Lu were much surprised when Bunny Brown and his
+sister Sue came in, Sue all white and yellow from the eggs. But Sue's
+mother knew it was something that could not be helped, so she did not
+scold. She changed Sue's dress, and then she said:
+
+"Now you and Bunny run over and tell Mrs. Gordon."
+
+When the grocery-store-keeper's wife saw Bunny and Sue coming over to
+her house she thought perhaps their mother had sent them on an errand,
+as Mrs. Brown often did. For the time Mrs. Gordon had forgotten about
+the hidden hen's nest. In fact, she had not thought that Bunny and Sue
+would really spend much time looking for it. So when Sue said:
+
+"I--I found it, Mrs. Gordon!"
+
+Mrs. Gordon asked:
+
+"What did you find, Sue, a penny rolling up hill?"
+
+That was the way Mrs. Gordon sometimes joked with Bunny and Sue.
+
+"No'm. I found your hen's nest, and I sat in it and broke all the eggs,"
+said Sue. "I--I'm sorry."
+
+"And I'm sorry with her," added Bunny.
+
+"Bless your little hearts! What's it all about?" asked Mrs. Gordon with
+a laugh. Then Bunny and Sue told her, and she laughed harder than ever.
+Bunny and Sue smiled, for now they knew Mrs. Gordon did not mind about
+the broken eggs.
+
+"Well, I'm glad you found the nest, anyhow, if you did break the eggs,"
+said the storekeeper's wife. "Maybe now my hen will not go over into
+your barn, but will make her nest in our coop, where she ought to make
+it. So it's all right, Sue, and here are some cookies for you and
+Bunny."
+
+The two children were very glad they had gone to tell Mrs. Gordon about
+the eggs, for they liked cookies.
+
+That afternoon, when Sadie West, Helen Newton, Charlie Star and Harry
+Bentley came over to play with Bunny and Sue, they had to be shown the
+place in the hay where Sue "found" the eggs. One of Mr. Brown's stable
+men had taken out the broken shells, for he did not want them to get in
+the hay that the horses ate. The inside of the eggs did not matter, for
+horses like them anyhow.
+
+The children saw a hen walking around on the hay, near the place where
+Sue had slid into the eggs.
+
+"I guess that's the hen that had her nest here," said Sadie.
+
+"And she is wondering where it is now," added Bunny. "Go on away, Mrs.
+Hen!" he exclaimed. "Go lay your eggs in Mrs. Gordon's coop."
+
+And the hen, cackling, flew away.
+
+"Let's all slide down," said Charlie Star. "Let's slide in the hay."
+
+"Oh, yes!" cried Sue. "And maybe we'll find some more nests. But I don't
+want to slide in any if we do find some," she said. "I don't want to get
+this dress dirty."
+
+The children had great fun sliding down the hay-hill, but they found no
+more eggs. They played at this for some time, and then Charlie Star
+called:
+
+"Let's go out and climb trees!"
+
+"Girls can't climb trees," objected Sadie.
+
+"Some girls can," answered Charlie. "I have a girl cousin, and she can
+climb a tree as good as I can. But she lives in the country," he went
+on.
+
+"Oh, of course if a girl lives in the country she can climb a tree,"
+Helen Newton said "But we live in a town. I don't want to climb trees."
+
+"I like it," said Bunny Brown. "I'm glad I know how to climb a tree,
+'cause if a dog chased after me I could climb up, and he couldn't get
+me. Dogs can't climb trees."
+
+"Cats can," said Sadie. "I saw our cat climb a tree once."
+
+"But cats don't chase after you," remarked Charlie.
+
+"Our cat chased a mouse once," observed Sue. "Can a mouse climb a tree,
+Bunny?"
+
+"No, a mouse can't climb a tree," answered Sue's brother. "But we
+fellows will go out and climb, though there aren't any dogs to chase us.
+Splash won't, but he'll play tag with us."
+
+"Well, if you are going to climb trees, we'll play dolls," said Sue.
+"Come on," she added to her two little girl friends. "We'll get our
+dolls, and have a play party."
+
+Sadie and Helen, who did not live far away, ran home and got their
+dolls. Sue brought out hers, and the girls had a nice time on the shady
+side of the porch. Mrs. Brown gave them some cookies, and some crackers,
+which were cut in the shapes of different animals, and with these, and
+some lemonade in little cups, Sue and her chums had lots of fun.
+
+Bunny, Charlie and Harry went to the back yard, where there were some
+old apple trees, with branches very close to the ground, so they were
+easy to climb. Bunny had often done it, and so had his two little boy
+friends.
+
+As they were near the trees George Watson passed through the next lot,
+on the other side of the fence from the Brown land.
+
+"I can climb trees better than any of you," George said. "If you let me
+come into your yard, Bunny, I'll show you how to climb."
+
+"Oh, don't let him in!" exclaimed Charlie. "He threw the box of frogs at
+us the time you had your party. Don't you let him in!"
+
+"No, I wouldn't, either," added Harry.
+
+"Oh, please!" begged George. "I won't throw any more frogs at you."
+
+"Go on away!" ordered Charlie.
+
+But Bunny Brown was kind-hearted. He had forgiven George for the trick
+about the frogs. And Bunny wanted to learn all he could about climbing
+trees.
+
+"Yes, you can come in, George," said Sue's brother.
+
+George was very glad to do so, for he liked to play with these boys,
+though he was older than they were. And since his trick with the jumping
+frogs, in the box, George had been rather lonesome.
+
+"Now I'll show you how to climb trees!" he said.
+
+"I can climb this one," declared Bunny, going over to one in which he
+had often gone up several feet.
+
+"Oh, that's an easy one," said George with a laugh. "You ought to try
+and climb a hard one, like this."
+
+Up went George, quite high, in a larger tree. Charlie and Harry also
+each got into a bigger tree than the one Bunny had picked out. And of
+course Bunny, like any boy, wanted to do as he saw the others doing.
+
+"Pooh! I can climb a big tree, too," he said. He got down from the one
+he had picked out, and started up another. He watched how George put
+first one foot on a branch and then the other foot, at the same time
+pulling himself up by his hands. Bunny did very well until his foot
+slipped and went down in a hole in the tree, where the wood had rotted
+away, leaving a hollow place.
+
+Down into this hollow, that might some day be a squirrel's nest, went
+Bunny's foot and leg. Then he cried out:
+
+"Oh, I'm caught! I'm caught! My foot is fast, and I can't pull it
+loose!"
+
+And that was what had happened. Bunny's foot had gone so deep down in
+the hollow place of the tree, and the hollow was so small, that the
+little boy's foot had become wedged fast. Pull as he did, he could not
+get it up. "Wait--I'll help you!" called George.
+
+He scrambled from his tree, and ran over to where Bunny was caught.
+Bunny could not get down, but had to stand with one foot on a branch,
+and the other in the hole, holding on to the trunk, or body, of the tree
+with both hands.
+
+"Oh!" exclaimed Charlie, "s'posin' he can't ever get loose!"
+
+"We could chop the tree down," said Harry.
+
+But George thought he could get Bunny loose easier than that. George got
+a box, so he could stand on it and reach up to Bunny's leg without
+getting up in the tree himself. Then George pulled and tugged away,
+trying to lift up Bunny's foot.
+
+But it would not come. It was caught, as if in a trap, and the longer
+Bunny stood up, pressing down on his foot, the more tightly it was
+wedged.
+
+"Now for a good pull!" cried George, and he gave a hard tug.
+
+"Ouch! You hurt!" said Bunny, and George had to stop.
+
+"Well, I don't know what to do," he said. "I'll have to get you loose
+some way. Come on," he called to Charlie and Harry. "You get hold of his
+leg and we'll all pull."
+
+"Then you'll hurt me more," said Bunny. "Go tell mamma. She will know
+what to do!"
+
+"Yes, I guess that's best," George said.
+
+Mrs. Brown came running out when the three boys, who were a little
+frightened, told her Bunny was caught in a tree.
+
+"Oh, is he hanging head down?" asked Aunt Lu, as she hurried out after
+Bunny's mother.
+
+"No, he's standing up, but his leg is down in a hole," said George. "We
+can't get him out."
+
+But Mrs. Brown easily set matters right.
+
+She put her hand down in the tree-hole, beside Bunny's leg, the hole
+being big enough for this. Then, with her fingers, Mrs. Brown unbuttoned
+Bunny's shoe, and said:
+
+"Now pull out your foot."
+
+Bunny could easily do this, as it was his shoe that was caught, and not
+his foot. His foot was smaller than his shoe, you see.
+
+Carefully he lifted his foot and leg out of he hole of the tree, and
+then his mother helped him to the ground.
+
+"But what about my shoe?" Bunny asked, with a queer look on his face.
+"Has my shoe got to stay in the tree, Mother?"
+
+"No, I think I can get it out," said Mrs. Brown. Once more she put her
+hand down in the hollow, and, now that Bunny's foot was out of his shoe,
+it could easily be bent and twisted, so that it came loose.
+
+"There you are!" exclaimed Aunt Lu, as she buttoned Bunny's shoe on him
+again, using a hairpin for a buttonhook. "Now don't climb any more
+trees."
+
+"I'll just climb my own little tree," Bunny said. "That hasn't any hole
+in it."
+
+And while the tree-climbing fun was going on Bunny only went up his own
+little tree, where he was in no danger.
+
+After a time the boys became tired of this play, and when Sue, Sadie and
+Helen invited them to come to the "play-party," Bunny and his friends
+were pleased enough to come.
+
+"And we're going to have real things to eat, and not make-believe ones,
+Bunny," said Sue.
+
+"That's good!" laughed George. "I'm glad you let me play with you."
+
+The others were glad also, for George said he was sorry about the frogs,
+and would not play any more tricks.
+
+Mrs. Brown gave the girls some more cookies, and Aunt Lu handed out some
+of her nice jam and jelly tarts. Then the girls set a little table, made
+of a box covered with paper, and the boys sat down to eat, pretending
+they were at a picnic.
+
+On several days after this the children had good times in the yard of
+Bunny Brown and his sister Sue. It was now almost summer, and one
+morning Aunt Lu said:
+
+"Well, children, this is my last week here."
+
+"Oh, where are you going?" asked Bunny.
+
+"Back home, dear. To New York. And I want you to come and see me there.
+Will you?"
+
+"If mamma will let us," said Sue.
+
+"I'll think about it," promised Mrs. Brown.
+
+So Aunt Lu got ready to go back home. And as she walked about with Bunny
+and Sue, paying last visits to the fish dock, the river and the other
+nice places, Aunt Lu seemed sad. She looked down at the ground, and
+often glanced at her finger on which she had worn the diamond ring.
+
+"Sue," said Bunny one day, "I know what makes Aunt Lu so sad."
+
+"What is it?"
+
+"Losing her ring. And I know a way that might make her glad, so she
+would smile and be happy again."
+
+"What way?"
+
+"Let's give a Punch and Judy show for her," said Bunny. "We'll get Sadie
+and Helen, and George and Charlie and Harry to help us. We'll give a
+Punch and Judy show!"
+
+"Oh, what fun!" cried Sue, clapping her hands.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XXIII
+
+AN AUTOMOBILE RIDE
+
+
+Bunny Brown and his sister Sue had often talked about giving a Punch and
+Judy show. They had often seen one, at picnics or at church sociables,
+and Bunny knew by heart a few of the things Mr. Punch had to say. He did
+not stop to think that perhaps he could not get behind the curtain, and
+make the little wooden figures do the funny things they were supposed to
+do. And he did not know where he could get the queer little doll-like
+figures.
+
+"But I can do something, anyhow," said Bunny, who was a very ambitious
+little boy. Ambitious means he was always willing to try to do things,
+whether or not he was sure he could really do them.
+
+"What can I do?" asked Sue. "I want to make Aunt Lu happy."
+
+"Well, you can be Mrs. Judy part of the time," her brother answered,
+"and you can pull the curtains over when Mr. Punch has to change his
+clothes, and things like that. I'm going to be Mr. Punch."
+
+"And wear the lobster claw?" asked Sue.
+
+"Yes, on my nose. That's what I got it for. I can make little holes in
+each side, and put strings in them, and tie the lobster claw on my nose
+with the string around my head."
+
+"It will be fun, Bunny. I wish it were time for the show now."
+
+"Oh, we've got lots to do," said the little boy. "We've got to tell
+Sadie and the rest of 'em, and we've got to get tickets, and put up a
+tent."
+
+"A tent!" cried Sue. "Where is a tent?"
+
+"That's so," admitted Bunny, looking puzzled, "We haven't got a tent.
+But we can have the Punch and Judy show in our barn," he went on
+quickly, "and you can stand at the door and take the money, and sell
+tickets--that is, when you aren't being Mrs. Punch."
+
+"Aunt Lu won't have to buy a ticket, will she?" Sue wanted to know.
+
+"Course not!" Bunny cried. "She's company. 'Sides, we're making the show
+for her, so she won't be so sad about her ring."
+
+"I wish we could find it for her," Sue sighed.
+
+"So do I," came from Bunny. "But I guess we never shall. Now we must go
+and tell Sadie and Helen and the others about the show."
+
+"Are they going to be in it?" asked his sister.
+
+"No, they won't be Mr. or Mrs. Punch, but we want them to buy tickets
+and come."
+
+"How much are tickets?"
+
+Bunny thought for a moment.
+
+"We'll charge pins and money--money for the big folks, pins for
+children."
+
+"That will be nice," said Sue, "'cause children can always get pins off
+their mothers' cushions, but they can't always get money. What will we
+do with the pins, Bunny?"
+
+"Sell 'em. Mother will buy 'em, or maybe Aunt Lu will. No," he said
+quickly, "Aunt Lu is company, and we don't want her to buy pins. We'll
+give her all she wants for nothing."
+
+"And what will we do with the money, Bunny?"
+
+"We'll give it to Old Miss Hollyhock, same as we did the lemonade money.
+Then she'll sure be rich."
+
+"That will be nice," Sue murmured.
+
+The first thing to do was to tell the other children about the coming
+Punch and Judy show. This Bunny and Sue did, going to the different
+houses of their playmates. Everyone thought the idea was just too fine
+for anything.
+
+"I'll lend you some of my old dresses, Sue, so you can look real funny,
+like Mrs. Punch," said Sadie.
+
+"And I have a red hat I got at a surprise party," said Helen. "You can
+have that."
+
+"Thanks," laughed Sue. "Oh, I know we'll have fun."
+
+Harry and Charlie said they would help Bunny.
+
+"But making the box-place, like a little theatre, where Mr. Punch
+stands, is going to be hard," Harry said, shaking his head.
+
+"I'll get Bunker Blue to help us," said Bunny. "We could ask Uncle Tad,
+but we don't want any of the folks to know what it is going to be until
+it's time for the show."
+
+"Oh, Bunker can make the little theatre, all right," Charlie said. "And
+we can help him."
+
+"George Watson would like to help," suggested Harry. "He has been real
+nice since he let the frogs loose on us."
+
+"We'll ask him, too," decided Bunny.
+
+Bunker Blue was very glad to help the children build a Punch and Judy
+show.
+
+"And I won't tell anyone a thing about it," he promised. "We'll keep it
+for a surprise."
+
+Bunker was just the best one Bunny could have thought of to help. For
+Bunker worked around Mr. Brown's boats, and could get pieces of wood,
+boards, nails and sail-cloth, to make a little curtain for the tiny
+theatre where Bunny would pretend to be Mr. Punch.
+
+The day after Bunny and Sue had thought of the plan to make Aunt Lu not
+so sad, by giving a little entertainment for her, the children went out
+in the barn to practise. Their playmates came over to help, though there
+was not much for them to do, since Bunny and Sue (and more especially
+Bunny) were to be the "whole show."
+
+Banker had not yet made the tall, narrow box, inside of which Bunny was
+to stand, and pretend to be Mr. Punch, but they did not need it for
+practice.
+
+Bunny and Sue had told their mother they were going to have a "show" out
+in the barn, but they did not say what kind, nor tell why they wanted
+it. But they had to say something, so Mrs. Brown would let them play
+there, and also let them take some of their old clothes, in which to
+"dress-up."
+
+"Have as much fun as you like," said Mrs. Brown, "but don't slide down
+in any hens' nests with eggs in them," she added to Sue.
+
+"I won't, Mother."
+
+Bunny fixed the hollow lobster claw, with a string in a hole on either
+side of it, so he could tie it on his nose. Bunker bored the holes for
+him with a knife, and cut the claw so it would fit, and when Bunny put
+the queer red claw, shaped just like Mr. Punch's nose, on his face, the
+little boy was so funny that all his playmates laughed.
+
+Then, too, when Bunny talked, his voice sounded very different from what
+it did every day. If you will hold your nose in your hand, and talk, you
+will know just how Bunny's voice sounded.
+
+"Oh, it's too funny!" laughed Sadie. "I know it is going to be a lovely
+show! Your Aunt Lu will be very much surprised."
+
+When Bunny practised in the barn he did not wear the lobster claw on his
+nose, except the first time, to see how it looked.
+
+"It's too hot to wear it all the while," he said, "and it makes me want
+to scratch my nose, and when I do that I can't talk. So I'll put the
+claw away, and I'll only wear it the day of the show."
+
+Of course Bunny and Sue could not give a Punch and Judy play like the
+real one, which, perhaps, you have seen. They did not have the wooden
+figures, like dolls, to use, and they were too small to know all the
+things the real Mr. Punch says and does.
+
+But Bunny knew some of them, and really, for a little boy, he did very
+well. At least all his playmates said so.
+
+In a few days Bunker Blue had the little theatre made, and as he brought
+it up to the Brown barn in a wagon, carefully covered over, no one could
+see what it was. George Watson had been asked to help, and he had made
+tickets for the play. The tickets, which George printed with some rubber
+type, read:
+
+                FINE BIG SHOW
+                      BY
+         BUNNY BROWN AND HIS SISTER SUE
+                In Their Barn
+        Five Pins or Five Cents To Come In
+             Pins Are for Children
+                   PLEASE COME
+
+"They're fine tickets," said Bunny, when George showed them to him. "I
+hope we sell a lot."
+
+And several persons did buy them, paying real money for them. Bunny and
+the others said they were trying to help Old Miss Hollyhock, which was
+one reason for giving the show. The other was to make Aunt Lu feel more
+happy. And when the people heard what Bunny and Sue planned to do, they
+gladly bought one ticket, and some even more. Though not all of them
+would really go to the show.
+
+One day Bunny and Sue went down to Mrs. Redden's toy shop. She bought a
+ticket from them, and Sue and Bunny each bought a penny's worth of
+candy. Coming out of the store, the children saw an automobile,
+belonging to Mr. Reinberg, who kept the dry-goods store. He was just
+getting out of the automobile.
+
+"Oh, Mr. Reinberg, please give us a ride!" begged Bunny.
+
+"All right," answered the store-keeper. "Get in, and I'll give you a
+ride; that is if your mother will let you go," and he hurried into the
+post-office, which was near Mrs. Redden's store.
+
+"Get in, Sue," said Bunny. "We'll have a fine ride."
+
+"Oh, but he said if mamma would let us. We'll have to ask her."
+
+"Well, we can ask him to ride us up to our house, and we can tell mamma,
+there, that we're going," said Bunny. "Then it will be all right."
+
+So he and Sue got in the back part of the automobile, the door of which
+was open. The children sat up on the seat, waiting for Mr. Reinberg to
+come out of the post-office, but he stayed there for some time. Bunny
+and Sue thought it would be fun to sit down in the bottom of the car,
+and pretend they were in a boat. Down they slipped, making a soft nest
+for themselves with the robes, or blankets, which they pulled from the
+seat.
+
+Mr. Reinberg came out of the post-office. He was in such a hurry that he
+never thought about Bunny and Sue's having asked him for a ride. He just
+shut the door of the car, took his place at the steering wheel and away
+he went. He did not see the children sitting down in the bottom, partly
+covered with the robe. For Bunny and Sue, just then, were pretending
+that it was night on their make-believe steamer, and they had "gone to
+bed."
+
+And there they were, being given an automobile ride, and Mr. Reinberg
+didn't know a thing about it. Wasn't that funny?
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XXIV
+
+THE PUNCH AND JUDY SHOW
+
+
+Bunny Brown and his sister Sue, sitting down in the back part of the
+automobile, with the blanket around them, got through pretending they
+were asleep on a make-believe ship, and "woke up."
+
+They had felt the car moving, but they thought nothing of this, for they
+imagined Mr. Reinberg was taking them to their house so they might ask
+their mother if they could go for a ride.
+
+Bunny looked at Sue and said:
+
+"It takes this auto a good while to get to our house."
+
+"Yes," Sue agreed, "but maybe he is going around the block to give us a
+longer ride."
+
+"Oh, maybe! That would be fun!"
+
+Bunny stood up and looked over the side door of the back part of the
+car. He could not see his house, and, in fact, he could see no houses at
+all, for they were out on a country road.
+
+"Why! Why!" exclaimed Bunny to his sister. "Look, Sue! We're lost
+again!"
+
+"Lost?"
+
+"Yes. We're away far off from our house. I don't know where we are; do
+you?"
+
+"No," and Sue looked at the road along which they were moving in the
+automobile. "Oh, Bunny! Are we really lost again?"
+
+Sue spoke so loudly that Mr. Reinberg, who was at the steering wheel,
+turned around quickly. Up to now Bunny and Sue had talked in such low
+voices, and the automobile had rattled so loudly, that the dry-goods man
+had not heard them. But when he did he turned quickly enough.
+
+"Why, bless my heart!" he exclaimed. "You here--Bunny and Sue--in my
+automobile?" and he made the machine run slowly, so it would not make so
+much noise. He wanted to hear what Bunny and Sue would say.
+
+"You here?" he asked again. "How in the world did you come here?"
+
+"Why--why," began Bunny, his eyes opening wide. "You said we could have
+a ride, Mr. Reinberg. Don't you remember?"
+
+"That's so. I do remember something about it," the man said. "I declare,
+I was so busy thinking about my store, and some post-office letters,
+that I forgot all about you. But I thought you were to ask your mother
+if you could have a ride."
+
+"Why--why, we thought you would take us around to our house, in the
+automobile, so we could ask her," Bunny said.
+
+Mr. Reinberg laughed.
+
+"Well, well!" he cried. "This is a joke! You thought one thing and I
+thought another. After you spoke to me, and I went in the post-office, I
+supposed you had run home to ask your folks."
+
+"No," said Bunny, "we didn't. We got in your auto 'cause we thought you
+wanted us to."
+
+"Ha! Ha!" laughed the dry-goods-store man. "This is very funny! And when
+I came out of the post-office, and didn't see anything of you, I thought
+your folks wouldn't let you go, as you hadn't come back."
+
+"And we were in your auto all the while!" exclaimed Sue, in such a queer
+little voice that Mr. Reinberg laughed again.
+
+"And have you been in there ever since?" he asked.
+
+"Yes," Bunny replied. "We were playing steamboat, and we lay down to go
+to sleep while we went over the make-believe ocean waves. Then, when we
+woke up, and couldn't see our house--"
+
+"Or any houses," added Sue.
+
+"Or any houses," Bunny went on, "why--why, we thought we were--"
+
+"Lost!" exclaimed Sue. "We don't like to be lost!"
+
+"You're not lost," Mr. Reinberg said, laughing again. "You're quite a
+way from home, though, for I have been going very fast. But I'll take
+care of you. Now let me see what I had better do. I have to go on to
+Wayville, and I don't want to turn around and go back with you
+youngsters. And if I take you with me your folks will worry.
+
+"I know what I'll do. I'll telephone back to your mother, tell her that
+you're with me, and that I'll take you to Wayville, and bring you safely
+back again. How will that do?"
+
+"Will you take us in the auto?" asked Bunny.
+
+"Of course."
+
+"Oh, what fun!" cried Sue. "We'll have a ride, after all, Bunny."
+
+"Yes," agreed her brother. "Thank you, Mr. Reinberg."
+
+The dry-goods man found a house in which there was a telephone, and he
+was soon talking to Mrs. Brown in her home. He told her just what had
+happened; how, almost by accident, he had taken Bunny and Sue off in his
+automobile. Then he asked if he might give them a longer ride, and bring
+them home later.
+
+"Your mother says I may," Mr. Reinberg said, when he came back to the
+automobile, in which Bunny and Sue were waiting. "I'll take you on to
+Wayville."
+
+"Our Uncle Henry lives there," Bunny told the dry-goods man.
+
+"Well, I don't know that I shall have time to take you to see him, but
+we'll have a ride."
+
+"We 'most went to Uncle Henry's once," said Sue. "On a trolley car, only
+Splash couldn't come, and we had to go back and we got lost and--and--"
+
+"Splash found the way home for us," finished Bunny, for Sue was out of
+breath.
+
+"Well, we won't get lost this time," Mr. Reinberg said. "Now off we go
+again," and away went the automobile, giving Bunny and Sue a fine ride.
+
+They soon reached Wayville, where Mr. Reinberg went to see some men.
+Bunny and Sue did not have time to pay a visit to their Uncle Henry, but
+Mr. Reinberg bought them each an ice cream soda, so they had a fine time
+after all. Then came a nice ride home.
+
+"Well, well!" cried Mrs. Brown, when Bunny and Sue, their cheeks red
+from the wind, came running up the front walk. "Well! well! But you
+youngsters do have the funniest things happen to you! To think of being
+taken away in an automobile!"
+
+"But we didn't mean to, Mamma," protested Bunny.
+
+"No, you never do," said Aunt Lu, smiling.
+
+"Oh, Bunny!" Sue exclaimed a little later that day, "we didn't sell any
+tickets for the Punch and Judy show."
+
+"Well, never mind," answered Bunny. "I guess enough will come anyhow."
+
+You see he and Sue had such a good time on the automobile ride that they
+forgot all about the tickets they had set out to sell.
+
+In three days more the Punch and Judy show would be held in the Brown
+barn. Everything was ready for it, Bunny had gone over his part again
+and again until he did very well indeed. Sue, also, was very, very good
+in what she did, so the other girls said. Sadie West, who was older,
+helped Sue.
+
+By this time, of course, the grown folks knew that some sort of a show
+was going on in the Brown barn, and they had promised to come. And there
+were so many children who wanted to see what it was going to be like
+that Bunny and Sue did not know where they were all going to sit.
+
+"And oh! what a lot of pins we'll have," said Sue, for all the children
+paid pins for their tickets.
+
+But Bunker Blue and George Watson made seats by putting boards across
+some boxes, so no one would have to stand up.
+
+Then came the day of the show. Bunny was dressed up in some old clothes,
+and so was Sue. She did not put hers on, though, until after she had
+helped take tickets, and sell them, at the barn door. Then Bunker Blue
+took her place, and Sue dressed to help Bunny.
+
+Bunny was inside the little theatre that Bunker had made. It had a
+curtain that opened when Bunny pulled the string. He had his funny
+lobster claw with him.
+
+"And am I to come in for nothing?" asked Aunt Lu, as she walked into the
+barn.
+
+"Yes," said Bunny, putting his head out between the curtains, for he was
+not all dressed yet. "The show is for you, Aunt Lu. So you will not feel
+so sad."
+
+"About your lost diamond ring," added Sue.
+
+"Bless your hearts! What dear children you are!" said Aunt Lu, and
+something glistened in her eyes as bright as a diamond--perhaps it was a
+tear--but if so it was a tear of joy.
+
+"All ready for the show now!" cried Bunker. "Please all sit down!"
+
+Down they sat on the benches, some men and some ladies, but mostly
+children, friends of Bunny and Sue.
+
+"Are you all ready, Bunny?" asked Bunker, going close to the little
+theatre.
+
+"Yes, I'm all ready."
+
+"Have you got your lobster claw on?"
+
+"Yes. I'm going to open the curtain now."
+
+The curtain opened in the middle, and there stood Bunny. You could only
+see down to his waist, but such a funny face as he had! The lobster
+claw, tied over his nose, made him look exactly like the pictures of Mr.
+Punch.
+
+Bunny made a bow, and then, instead of saying some of the funny things
+that Mr. Punch in the show always says, Bunny sang a little song, while
+Bunker Blue played on a mouth organ. This is what Bunny sang:
+
+"This little show is for Aunt Lu.
+ Of course we're glad of others, too.
+ We want to cheer, and make her glad,
+ So she won't feel so very sad.
+ We hope she finds her diamond ring,
+ And this is all that I can sing!"
+
+That was what Bunny sang, in his queer, "nosey" voice, to a queer little
+tune that Bunker played on the mouth organ. And, when Bunny had
+finished, he made a funny little bow, and said:
+
+"I didn't make up that song. Bunker did!"
+
+Then how everybody clapped their hands, and George Watson called out:
+
+"Three cheers for Bunker Blue!"
+
+Then began the real Punch and Judy show--that is, as much of it as Bunny
+and Sue could manage.
+
+"I wonder where Mrs. Punch is?" asked Bunny, twisting his head around.
+
+"Here I is!" cried Sue, and up she popped. She had been stooping down so
+she would not be seen until just the right time.
+
+"And where is the baby?" asked Mr. Punch, looking first on one side and
+then the other, of his big lobster claw nose.
+
+"Here she is!" and Sue held up one of her old dolls.
+
+"Ah, ha! Ah, ha!" said Mr. Punch. "She is a bad baby, and I am going to
+whip her!"
+
+And then, with a stick, he hit the doll until some of the sawdust came
+flying out.
+
+"Don't do that!" begged Sue. "You mustn't spoil my doll, Bunny!"
+
+"I've got to do it," said Bunny in a whisper. "I have to, Sue, it's part
+of the show." But Sue took her doll away from her brother.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XXV
+
+THE LOBSTER CLAW
+
+
+"Don't, Sue, don't!" begged Bunny Brown. "I must have the doll. You said
+I could take her," and he tried to pull the doll away from his sister.
+
+But Sue did not want to give up even an old doll.
+
+"You mustn't knock out all her sawdust," she said. "She'll get sick."
+
+Bunny did not know what to do. It seemed as if his Punch and Judy show
+would be spoiled, and he did so want to make Aunt Lu feel jolly about
+it.
+
+Sue had really said, at first, that he could beat her old doll with a
+stick, just as Mr. Punch does in the real show, but now Sue had changed
+her mind.
+
+"Oh, dear!" said Bunny, and he said it in such a funny way that everyone
+laughed again.
+
+"Let him take your doll, Sue dear," said her mother, from where she sat
+on a box in the barn. "If he spoils it I will get you a new one. It's
+only in fun, Sue," for Mrs. Brown did not want to see Bunny
+disappointed.
+
+"All right. You can take her, but don't hit her too hard," said Sue.
+
+"I won't," promised her brother. And then the little show went on.
+
+Mr. and Mrs. Punch had great times with the "baby," which was the
+sawdust doll. Then Sue stooped down, out of sight, and turned herself
+into a make-believe policeman, by putting on a hat, made out of black
+paper, with a golden star pasted on in front. George Watson had made
+that for her. Up popped Sue, the pretend policeman, to make Mr. Punch
+stop hitting the sawdust doll baby.
+
+"Go 'way! Go 'way!" cried Bunny Punch, in his squeaky voice, as he
+tossed the doll out on the barn floor. "That's the way to do it! That's
+the way I do it!"
+
+Then Sue sang a little song, that Bunker had made up for her, and he
+played the mouth organ. And next Bunny and Sue sang together. The
+children thought it was fine, and the grown folks clapped their hands,
+and stamped with their feet, which is what people do in a real theatre
+when they like the play.
+
+When Bunny and Sue made their bow, after singing the song together, they
+both bobbed out of sight behind the curtain.
+
+"Is that--is that all?" asked Tommie Tracy, in his shrill little voice,
+from where he sat in the front row.
+
+"Yep. That's all," answered Bunny. "The show is over, and we hope you
+all like it; 'specially Aunt Lu."
+
+"Oh, I just loved it," she answered. "And to think you got it all up for
+me! It was just fine!"
+
+"Do it all over again!" said Tommie. "I liked it too, but I want some
+more. Do it again, Bunny!"
+
+"I--I can't," Bunny answered, as he came out from inside the box that
+Bunker Blue had made into a theatre. Bunny had taken off his lobster
+claw nose, and held it dangling from the strings by which it had been
+tied around his head.
+
+Suddenly one of the planks, across two boxes, broke, and some of the
+boys, who had been sitting on it, fell down in a heap. But no one was
+hurt.
+
+Then all the children crowded around Bunny and Sue to look at the funny
+things the two children were wearing--old clothes, pinned up, and with
+make-believe patches on them.
+
+"Let me take your funny nose, Bunny," begged Charlie Star. "I want to
+see how it looks on me."
+
+Bunny handed over the lobster claw, but it dropped to the barn floor,
+and before either he or Charlie could pick it up, some one had stepped
+on it.
+
+"Crack!" it went, for it was made of thin shell, not very strong. And
+there it lay in pieces on the floor.
+
+"Oh, dear" cried Charlie. "I've broken your nose, Bunny!"
+
+"Well, I'm glad it wasn't my real one," and Bunny put his hand up to his
+face, while Charlie stooped over to pick up the pieces of the lobster
+claw, hoping there was enough left to make a little nose for the next
+time.
+
+And then suddenly Bunny, who was watching Charlie, gave a cry, and
+reached for something that glittered among the pieces of the red lobster
+claw.
+
+"Oh, look! look!" fairly shouted the little fellow. "It's Aunt Lu's
+diamond ring. It was in the lobster claw, and it came out when the claw
+broke. Oh, Aunt Lu! I've found your diamond ring!"
+
+Aunt Lu fairly rushed over to Bunny. She took from his hand the shiny,
+glittering thing he had picked up from the barn floor.
+
+"Yes, it IS my lost diamond ring!" she cried. "Oh, where was it?"
+
+"Down inside the lobster claw, that I had on my nose," Bunny said. "Only
+I didn't know it was there."
+
+"And no one would have known it if it had not broken," said Mrs. Brown.
+"How lucky to have found it."
+
+Aunt Lu slipped the diamond ring on her finger. It glittered brighter
+than ever.
+
+"I see how it all happened," she said. "That day when I was helping pick
+the meat out of the big lobster, my ring must have slipped from my hand,
+and fallen down inside the empty claw. It went away down to the small
+end, and there it was held fast, just as Bunny's foot was caught in the
+hollow tree one day."
+
+"Are you glad, Aunt Lu?" asked Bunny.
+
+"Glad? I'm more glad than I ever was in my life!" and she hugged and
+kissed him, and Sue also.
+
+And everyone was glad Aunt Lu had found her ring. The show was over now,
+and the children and grown folks went out of the barn. They all said
+they had had a fine time.
+
+That night Aunt Lu gave Bunny and Sue each a dollar, for she said Sue
+had done as much to find the ring as Bunny had.
+
+"Oh, what a lot of money!" cried Sue, as she looked at her dollar.
+"We're rich now; aren't we, Bunny? As rich as Old Miss Hollyhock?"
+
+"We're richer!" answered Bunny.
+
+"Well, save some of your money, and when you come to New York to visit
+me you can spend part of it in the city," said Aunt Lu.
+
+"We will," promised Bunny Brown and his sister Sue.
+
+But, before they visited Aunt Lu, the two children had other adventures.
+I will be glad to tell you about them in the next book, which will be
+named: "Bunny Brown and His Sister Sue on Grandpa's Farm." In that you
+may read what the two children did in the country, how they had a long
+automobile ride, and how they saw the Gypsies.
+
+Aunt Lu went home the day after the Punch and Judy show.
+
+"Did you like it?" asked Bunny, as she kissed him and Sue good-bye at
+the station.
+
+"Indeed I did, my dear!" she answered.
+
+"I said we'd find your diamond ring, and we did," declared Sue.
+
+"Yes," agreed Bunny, "but we didn't know it was in the lobster's claw."
+
+"No one would ever have dreamed of its being there," said Aunt Lu. "But
+oh! I am so glad I have it!"
+
+And then, with the diamond ring sparkling on her finger, Aunt Lu got on
+the train and rode away, waving a good-bye to Bunny Brown and his sister
+Sue. And we will say good-bye, too.
+
+THE END
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
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