Bunny Brown and His Sister Sue at Camp Rest-A-While | Page 6

like when we had it for the circus," explained Sue. "I don't
want to go out to the barn and see it, Bunny. I'm hungry, and I want my
supper."
"It's almost ready," said Mother Brown. "Then we really are going
camping?" She looked at her husband as she asked the question.
"Yes, I thought that would be a nice way to spend the summer
vacation," said Mr. Brown. "Grandpa's tent is very large. We can sleep
in that one. I also have a smaller tent, in which we can set a table, and
next to that will be one, still smaller, where we can cook on an oil stove
in wet weather. We'll have a real camp!"
"Oh, fine!" cried Bunny.
"How nice!" exclaimed Sue.
"And where are we going to camp?" Mother Brown questioned.
"Up in the woods, about ten miles from here, near Lake Wanda,"
answered Mr. Brown. "And, now that I've told you all about the
surprise, I think, we'll have supper."
CHAPTER III

BUNNY AND SUE SLEEP OUT
After supper the two children, and their father and mother, as well,
found so much to talk over, about camping out, that it was bed-time for
Bunny and Sue almost before they knew it.
"Oh, can't we stay up just a little longer?" begged Bunny, when his
mother told him it was time for him and Sue to get undressed.
"Just let's hear daddy tell, once more, how he cooks eggs over a
campfire," added Sue.
"Not to-night; some other time," said Mr. Brown. "That's one of the
things you must learn when going to camp--to obey orders."
Daddy Brown set Bunny and Sue down on the floor--they had climbed
up into his lap again after supper. He stood up tall and straight, like a
soldier, and touched his hand to his head.
"Order Number One!" he said. "Time to go to bed. Good-night!"
"Aye, aye, sir!" answered Bunny, putting his hand to his head, as he
had seen his father do. That was saluting, you know, just as a
gentleman lifts his hat to a lady, or a private soldier salutes his officer.
Mr. Brown laughed, for, though Bunny had saluted as a soldier does,
the little boy had answered like a sailor. You see, he knew more about
sailors than he did about soldiers, living near the sea as he had all his
life.
Whenever Mr. Brown wanted Bunny to do anything, without asking
too many questions about it, or talking too much, Bunny's father would
pretend he was a captain, and the little boy a soldier, who must mind,
or obey, at the first order. This pleased Bunny.
"Order Number One!" said Mr. Brown again. "Bunny Brown report to
bed. Order Number Two, so must Sister Sue!"
Then everyone laughed, and off to bed and dreamland went the two

children. They lay awake a little while, talking back and forth through
the door between their rooms, but soon their eyes closed, and stayed
closed until morning.
Mr. and Mrs. Brown sat up about an hour longer, talking about going to
camp, and then they, too, went to bed.
"I think the children will like it--living in a tent near the lake," said
Daddy Brown, as he turned out the light.
"Yes," said Mrs. Brown. "They'll be sure to like it. I only hope they'll
not fall in."
"Well, if they do, Splash will pull them out," said Daddy Brown.
Bunny and Sue were up early the next morning. Even before breakfast
they had thought of the good times they were going to have in camp at
Lake Wanda.
"Daddy, may we go out and see the tent now?" asked Bunny.
"After a bit," answered Mr. Brown. "The tent got rather wet, coming by
express through the rain, and I'm going to send Bunker Blue and some
of the fishermen around to-day to put it up so it will dry out. Then we'll
roll the tent up again, tie it with ropes, and it will be ready to take with
us to Lake Wanda."
"When are you going?" asked Mrs. Brown.
"Oh, in about two weeks--as soon as the weather gets a little more
settled."
It was May now, and the flowers were beginning to bloom. Soon it
would be June, and that is the nicest month in all the year to go
camping in the woods, for the days are so long that it doesn't get dark
until after eight o'clock at night, and one has that much longer to have
fun.
When breakfast was over Bunny and Sue went out to the barn to look at

the big express bundle which held the tent. It was too heavy for them to
lift, or they themselves might have tried to put it up out on the lawn.