Bunny Brown and His Sister Sue at Aunt Lus City Home | Page 3

the
boats of the fishermen come in, laden with what the men had caught in
their nets. Mr. Brown had an office on the fish dock.

"Where are you two children going?" called Mrs. Brown after Bunny
and Sue, as they went out the front gate.
"Down to Daddy's dock," replied Bunny.
"Well, be careful you don't fall in the water."
"We won't," promised Sue. "Wait 'til I get my doll, Bunny!" she called
to her brother.
She ran back into the house, and came out, in a little while, carrying a
big doll.
"I didn't take you to grandpa's with me," said Sue, talking to the doll as
though it were a real baby, "but I'll take you down to see the fish now.
You like fish, don't you, dollie?"
"She wouldn't like 'em if they bit her," said Bunny.
"I won't let 'em bite her!" retorted Sue.
At the fish dock Bunny and Sue saw a tall, good-natured, red-haired
boy coming out of their father's office.
"Oh, Bunker Blue!" cried Bunny. "Are any fish boats coming in?"
Bunker Blue was Mr. Brown's helper, and was very fond of Bunny and
Sue. He had been to grandpa's farm, in the country, with them.
"Yes, one of the fish boats is coming in now," said Bunker. "You can
come with me and watch."
Bunny took hold of one of Bunker's hands, and Sue the other. They
always did this when they went out on the dock, for the water was very
deep on each side, and though the children could swim a little, they did
not want to fall into such deep water; especially with all their clothes
on.
Soon they were at the end of the dock. Coming up to it was a sailing

boat, that had been out to sea for fish.
"Did you get many?" called Bunker to the captain.
"Yes, quite a few fish this time. Want to come and look at them? Bring
the children!"
"Oh, can we go on the boat?" asked Bunny eagerly.
"I guess so," said Bunker Blue.
He led the children carefully to the deck of the fish boat. Bunny and
Sue looked down into a hole, through an opening in the deck. The hole
was filled with fish, some of which were still flapping their tails, for
they had only just been taken out of the nets.
"Oh-o-o-o! What a lot of fish!" exclaimed Sue. She leaned over to see
better, when, all at once, her doll slipped from her arms, and fell right
down among the flapping fish.
"Oh, dear!" cried Sue.
"I'll get her for you!" cried Bunny, and he was just going to jump down
in among the fish, too, but Bunker Blue caught him by the arm.
"You'll spoil all your clothes if you do that, little man!" Bunker said.
"But I want to get Sue's doll!"
Bunny himself did not care anything about dolls; he would not play
with them. But he loved his sister Sue, and he knew that she was very
fond of this doll, so he wanted to get it for her. That was why he was
ready to jump down in the hold (as that part of the ship is called)
among the flapping fish.
"I'll get her for you," said Bunker. With a long pole Bunker fished up
the doll. Her dress was all wet, for there was water on the fish.
"And oh! dear! She smells just like a fish herself!" cried Sue, puckering

up her nose in a funny way.
"You can take off her dress and wash it," said Bunny.
"Yes," said Sue, "I can do that, and I will." She took off the doll's dress,
and then looked for some place to wash it.
"Here, Sue, give it to me," said the captain of the boat, for he knew
Bunny and Sue very well indeed. "I'll soon have the dress clean for
you."
"How?" asked Sue, as she gave it to Captain Tuttle.
He tied the dress to a string, and then dipped it in the water, over the
side of the boat. Up and down in the water he lifted the doll's dress,
pulling it up by the string.
"That's how we sailors wash our clothes when we're in a hurry," said
Captain Tuttle. "Now when your doll's dress is dry, it will be nice and
clean. You can hang it up here to dry, while you're watching us take out
the fish."
He fastened Sue's doll's dress on a line over the cabin, and then he and
his men took the fish out of the boat, and packed them in barrels in ice
to send to the city.
Bunny and Sue looked on, and thought it great fun. Sometimes a big
flat fish, called a flounder, would