Bunny Brown and His Sister Sue at Camp Rest-A-While | Page 7

do them all alone."
"Oh, Bunker Blue is going camping with us."
"Goodie!" cried Bunny.
"And we'll also take Uncle Tad along," went on Daddy Brown.
"That's nice!" exclaimed Sue, clapping her hands. She and Bunny loved Uncle Tad. He was an old soldier, who had fought in the war. He was really Mr. Brown's uncle, but the children called him uncle too, and Uncle Tad loved Bunny Brown and his sister Sue very much.
The tent was not very wet from the rain, and Bunny and Sue had fun playing in it that day. Splash, their dog, played in the tent too. Splash asked nothing better than to be with Bunny and Sue.
"Bunny, are we going to sleep on the ground when we go camping?" Sue wanted to know, as she and her brother sat in the tent that afternoon.
"Well, maybe we will," the little boy said. "But I think I heard daddy say we would take some cot beds with us. You can sleep on the ground, though. Mother read me a story about some hunters who cut off some branches from an evergreen tree, and put their blankets over them to sleep on. They slept fine, too."
"Could we do that?" asked Sue.
"Yes," answered Bunny. And then a queer look came on the face of Bunny Brown. Sue saw it and asked:
"Oh, Bunny, is you got an idea?"
"Yes," Bunny answered slowly, "I has got an idea."
"Oh, goodie!" cried Sue. "Tell me about it, Bunny, and we'll do it!"
Bunny often had ideas. That is, he thought of things to do, and nothing pleased Sue more than to do things with her brother. They were not always the right things to do, but then the children couldn't be expected to do right all the while; could they?
So, whenever Bunny said he had an idea, which meant he was going to do something to have fun, Sue was anxious to know what his idea was.
"Tell me, Bunny!" she begged.
Bunny went over closer to his sister, looked all around the tent, as if to make sure no one was listening, and when he saw only Splash, the big dog, he whispered:
"Sue, how would you like to practice sleeping out?"
"Sleeping out?" said Sue. She did not just know what Bunny meant.
"Yes, sleeping out," said the little boy again. "Sleeping out in this tent, I mean. We'll have to do it, if we go to camp, and we might as well have some practice, you know."
Bunny and Sue knew what "practice" meant, for a girl whom they knew took music lessons, and she had to go in and practice playing on the piano every day.
Bunny thought that if you had to practice, or try over and over again, before you could play the piano, you might have to practice, or try, sleeping out of doors in a tent.
"How can we do it?" asked Sue.
"It's easy," Bunny answered. "We'll bring our blankets out here and sleep in the tent to-night."
"Maybe daddy and mother won't let us, Bunny."
"They won't care," said the little boy. "'Sides, they won't know it. We won't tell 'em. We'll just come out at night, when they've gone to sleep. We can slip down, out of our rooms, with our blankets, and sleep in the tent on the ground, just as we'll have to do in camp. 'Cause we mayn't always have cot beds there. Will you do it, Sue?"
"Course I will, Bunny Brown!"
Sue nearly always did what Bunny wanted her to. This time she was sure it would be lots of fun.
"All right," Bunny went on. "To-night, after it gets all dark, we'll come down, and sleep here."
"S'pose--s'posin' I get to sleep in my own bed in the house, Bunny?"
"Oh, I'll wake you up," said Bunny. "I won't go to sleep, and I'll come in and tickle your feet."
Sue laughed. She always laughed when anyone tickled her feet, and even the thought of it made her giggle.
"Don't tickle 'em too hard, Bunny," she said. "'Cause if you do I'll sneeze and that will wake up daddy and mother."
"I won't tickle you too hard," Bunny said.
That night, after supper, Mrs. Brown said to her husband:
"Bunny and Sue are up to some trick, I know they are!"
"What makes you think so?" asked Mr. Brown.
"Oh, I can always tell. They are so quiet now, they haven't teased for anything all afternoon, and now they are getting ready to go to bed, though it isn't within a half-hour of their time."
"Oh, maybe they're sleepy," said Mr. Brown, who was reading the paper.
"No, I'm sure they are up to some trick," said Mother Brown.
And now, if you please, just you wait and see whether or not she was right.
Bunny Brown and his sister Sue did go to bed earlier than usual that night. Bunny, after supper, had whispered to his sister:
"If