camping in the
woods. So that is what they did, and the things that happened are
related in the fifth book in the series, called "Bunny Brown and His
Sister Sue at Camp Rest-a-While." For that is what they named the
place where the tents were set up under the trees on the edge of the big
woods and by a beautiful lake.
Neither Bunny nor Sue had ever been to the end of these big woods,
nor had Mr. Brown, though some day he hoped to go. The summer was
about half over. Mrs. Brown liked it so much that she said she and the
children would stay in the woods as long as it was warm enough to live
in a tent.
And now, this afternoon, Mr. Brown had come home from the city with
the two queer big bundles, and the children were so excited thinking
what might be in them that they watched every mouthful of tea Mr.
Brown sipped.
"When will you be ready to show us?" asked Sue.
"Please be quick," begged Bunny. "I--I'm gettin' awful anxious."
"Well, I guess I can show you now," said Mr. Brown. "Bring me the
heaviest package, Bunny."
It was all the little boy could do to lift it from the chair, but he managed
to do it. Slowly Mr. Brown opened it. Bunny saw a flash of something
red and shining.
"Oh, it's a fire engine!" he cried.
"Not quite," said his father, "though that was a good guess."
Then Mr. Brown lifted out the things in the paper, and all at once
Bunny saw what it was--a little toy train of cars, with an engine and
tracks on which it could run.
"Does it really go?" asked the little boy, eagerly.
"Yes, it really goes," said Mr. Brown. "It's an electric train, and it runs
by electricity from these batteries," and he held up some strong ones.
"I'll fix up your train for you so it will run. But you must be careful of it,
Bunny."
"Oh, I'll take fine care of it!" cried the little boy. "And I won't let
Splash bite it."
"Didn't you bring me anything, Daddy?" asked Sue slowly. "Or do I
have to play with Bunny's train?" and she looked at the little boy who
was trying to fit together the pieces of the track.
"Oh, I have something for you alone, Sue," her father said. "Look and
see if you like this."
He held up a great big Teddy bear.
"Oh! Ah!" murmured Sue. "That's something I've been wishing for. Oh,
Daddy! how good you are to us!" and she threw her arms around her
father's neck.
"I love you, too!" called Bunny Brown, leaving his toy train and track,
and running to his father for a hug and a kiss.
"Well, now, how do you like this, Sue?" and Mr. Brown handed the big
Teddy bear over to his little girl.
"Oh, I just love it!" she cried. "It's the nicest doll ever!"
"Let me show you something," said Mr. Brown. He pressed a button in
the toy bear's back and, all of a sudden, its eyes shone like little lights.
"Oh, what makes that, Daddy?" asked Bunny, leaving his toy train and
coming over to see his sister's present.
"Behind the bear's eyes, which are of glass," explained Mr. Brown, "are
two little electric lights. They are lighted by what are called dry
batteries, like those that ring our front door bell at home, only smaller.
And the same kind of dry batteries will run Bunny's train when I get it
put together.
"See, Sue, when you want your bear's eyes to glow, just press this
button in Teddy's back," and her father showed her a little button, or
switch, hidden in the toy's fur.
"Oh, isn't that fine!" cried Sue with shining eyes. She pushed the button,
the bear's eyes lighted and gleamed out, and Splash, seeing them,
barked in excitement.
"Oh, let me do it," begged Bunny. "I'll let you run my toy train if you
let me light your bear's eyes, Sue," he said.
"All right," agreed the little girl.
So Bunny played with the Teddy bear a bit, while Sue looked at the toy
engine and cars, and then Mrs. Brown said:
"Well, children, I think it is about time for my surprise."
"Oh, have you something for us, too?" asked Sue, quickly.
"Well, I'll have something for you if you will go and get something for
me," said Mother Brown. "I want you to go to the farmhouse and get
me a pail of milk. Some one took what I was saving to make a pudding
with, so I'll have to get more milk."
"We took it to play soldier and nurse with," confessed Sue. "I'm
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