Six Little Bunkers at Uncle Freds | Page 6

away with me."
"Take--take us away with you!" cried Russ. "We won't go! We want to stay with our daddy and mother."
"I'll take them, too," said the man. "I have room for all you six little Bunkers and more too, out on my ranch. I've come to take you all away with me."
What could it mean? Russ and Rose, the oldest, could not understand it. They looked at the man again. They were sure they had never seen him before.
"Yes," the stranger went on, "I saw the door open, so I walked in. I was glad to get out of the rain. It's a cold storm. I hope summer will soon come. And, as I say, I've come to take you away."
If the man had not smiled so nicely the children might have been frightened. But, as it was, they knew everything would be all right.
"And now, as long as none of you is hurt, I think I'd better go downstairs and tell your mother I have come to take you away," went on the man. "I think I hear her coming up."
And, just then, footsteps were heard on the stairs leading to the attic, and Mrs. Bunker appeared.
"Oh, Mother," gasped out Rose, "there's a man here and he says he's going to take us away and----"
Before she finished Mrs. Bunker had run up to the attic. She looked at the strange man, who smiled at her. Then she hurried over to him and kissed him and said:
"Oh, Fred, I'm glad to see you! I didn't expect you until to-morrow, and I was going to surprise the children with you. Oh, but I'm glad to see you! Children," she said, laughing, "this is my brother, your Uncle Fred."
CHAPTER III
A QUEER STORY
The six little Bunkers, who had been untangled from the mix-up caused when the scooter ran sideways off the ironing-board hill, stood in a half circle and looked at the strange man. He did not seem quite so strange now, and he certainly smiled in a way the children liked.
[Illustration: THE SIX LITTLE BUNKERS STOOD IN A HALF CIRCLE AND LOOKED UP AT THE STRANGE MAN.]
"Is he our real uncle?" asked Violet.
"Yes, he is your very own uncle. He is my brother. Frederic is his name--Frederic Bell," went on Mother Bunker. "But you are to call him Uncle Fred."
"Then he isn't a burglar!" stated Rose.
"Of course not!" laughed her mother.
"No, I'm not a burglar," said the visitor, laughing too. "Though I don't blame you for feeling a bit alarmed when I rushed in. I thought some of you might know me, though some of you I've never seen, and Russ and Rose were smaller than they are now the last time I saw them."
"I didn't tell them you were coming," said Mrs. Bunker. "I hardly thought you would get here so soon, and I was planning a surprise, as I say. But we're very glad to see you. How did you get into the house and up here?"
"I walked in. The front door was open and----"
"I left it open to air the house."
"And as soon as I got in I heard a great racket up where I knew the attic must be, so up I rushed. I found the children all in a heap, and I pulled them apart as best I could."
"We were riding on a scooter I made from an older roller skate," explained Russ, "and it went off the ironing-board sideways and it bumped into everybody."
"I should say it did bump!" laughed Uncle Fred.
"But we're not hurt," added Laddie. "We're all right now. Can you answer riddles, Uncle Fred?"
"Well, yes, I think so, if they're not too hard."
"I know lots of riddles," said Laddie. "I have a good one about what goes through----"
"Wait a minute!" cried Vi, elbowing her way to a place in the front ranks of the six little Bunkers. "I want to ask Uncle Fred a question."
"You did ask him one," suggested Rose.
"Well, I want to ask him another," went on Vi. "You said you were going to take us away," she told the visitor. "Are you? And where and when are we all going? And can we have some fun?"
"Oh, hold on! Stop! Whoa! Back up!" exclaimed Uncle Fred. "I thought you said you wanted to ask one question, not half a dozen."
"But you said you were going to take us away. Are you?"
"I am if your mother and father will let me," replied Uncle Fred. "You know I wrote you," he went on to Mother Bunker, "that I'd like to have you all come out to my ranch to stay all summer."
"What's a ranch?" asked Vi.
"I know," interrupted Russ. "It's a place where they have horses and cows and----"
"Indians!" cried Laddie.
"And cowboys!" went on Russ. "That'll be great! We can have a Wild