Bunny Brown and His Sister Sue on an Auto Tour | Page 2

that I want to interfere with my
neighbors' affairs, but I always like to help."
"And I think Mrs. Ward needs some help," said Sue, "'cause she was
crying real hard."
"Then I'll go right over and see what is the matter," said kind Mrs.
Brown.
"Oh, and may we go too?" asked Bunny.
"Please let us," begged Sue.
Their mother thought for a minute. Sometimes, she knew, it was not
good for children to go where older persons were crying, and had
trouble. But Bunny Brown and his Sister Sue were two wise little
children, wiser than many of their age, and their mother knew she could
depend on them. So, after a few seconds, she said:
"Yes, you may come with me. We shall see what the matter is with Mrs.
Ward."
"And we'll help her too, if we can," added. Bunny, bravely.

Mrs. Brown, followed by Bunny and Sue, started for the home of Mrs.
Ward. A wide lawn was between the two houses, and on this lawn
Bunny and Sue, with their dog Splash, had much fun.
The Wards were a family who had lately moved to the street where the
Browns had lived for years. As yet Mrs. Brown and Mrs. Ward had
gotten only as far as a "nodding acquaintance." That is, Mrs. Brown,
coming out into her yard, would see Mrs. Ward, and would say:
"Good morning. It's a fine day; isn't it?"
"Yes, indeed it is," Mrs. Ward would answer.
Sometimes it would be Mrs. Ward who would first speak about the fine
weather and Mrs. Brown would answer. Both women would soon
become better acquainted.
Mr. Brown had seen Mr. Ward several mornings on his way to work,
and, knowing him to be the man next door, had nodded, and said:
"Good morning!" And Mr. Ward had said the same thing. They, too,
would soon be better acquainted.
"I know the Wards are nice people," said Sue, as she trotted along
beside her mother.
"What makes you think so?" asked Mrs. Brown, as she walked slowly
across her lawn toward the house next door.
"'Cause they have a nice dog named Dix, and he and Splash are good
friends. First they sort of growled at each other, and then they smelled
noses and now they always wag their tails when they meet."
"Well, that's a good sign," laughed Sue's mother.
"But I wonder what can be the matter with the boy next door," said Sue
to her brother. "Are you sure you heard Mr. and Mrs. Ward talking
about Fred?"
"Yes, I'm sure," answered Bunny.

"Well, I didn't hear that part," said Sue. "But we'll soon find out what
the matter is."
As the Browns walked across the lawn, a dog came running out of the
house where lived "the boy next door," as Bunny and Sue called Fred
Ward, even though they knew his name. They had spoken several times
to him.
"Is that dog savage?" asked Mrs. Brown.
"No, Momsie," replied Sue. "He's just as nice as he can be. He and
Splash are good friends. Here Dix!" she called.
With a joyful bark the dog bounded toward Sue. He evidently knew the
children, and soon made friends with Mrs. Brown.
"He's a strong dog," she said to the children.
"And he's good, too!" exclaimed Bunny. "I was talking to Fred one day
and he told me that his dog Dix saved him from drowning when they
lived in another city, near a river."
"That was fine!" cried Mrs. Brown. "I think I shall like Dix."
By this time they were under the dining-room windows of the Ward
house, and Mrs. Brown and the children heard the sound of a woman
sobbing, and a man trying to comfort her.
"Now don't worry, Martha," said the man. "Everything will come out
right, I'm sure, and we'll find Fred."
"Oh, I hope so!" moaned the woman. And she kept on crying.
"Excuse me," said Mrs. Brown, calling in through the open window.
"But I fear you have trouble, and I have come over to see if I may not
help you."
Mr. Ward looked out of the window.

"It's Mrs. Brown," he said, evidently speaking to his wife in the room
behind him.
"I have been intending to come over to see you," went on Mrs. Brown.
"But you know how it is I suppose, Mrs. Ward," for now the other lady
had come to the window. "We keep putting such things off. And really
I have been so busy since we came back from our camp in the big
woods that I haven't had time to set my house to rights."
"I know how it is, Mrs. Brown," replied Mrs. Ward, wiping the tears
from her eyes, "and I am glad to see