Bunny Brown and His Sister Sue on Grandpa\'s Farm
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AND HIS SISTER SUE
ON GRANDPA'S FARM
BY
LAURA LEE HOPE
AUTHOR OF
THE BUNNY BROWN SERIES, THE BOBBSEY
TWINS SERIES, THE OUTDOOR GIRLS
SERIES, ETC.
Illustrated by
Florence England Nosworthy
NEW YORK
GROSSET & DUNLAP
PUBLISHERS
Made in the United States of America
BOOKS
By LAURA LEE HOPE
=THE BUNNY BROWN SERIES=
BUNNY BROWN AND HIS SISTER SUE
BUNNY BROWN AND HIS SISTER SUE ON GRANDPA'S FARM
BUNNY BROWN AND HIS SISTER SUE PLAYING CIRCUS
BUNNY BROWN AND HIS SISTER SUE AT AUNT LU'S CITY HOME
BUNNY BROWN AND HIS SISTER SUE AT CAMP REST-A-WHILE
=THE BOBBSEY TWINS SERIES=
For Little Men and Women
THE BOBBSEY TWINS
THE BOBBSEY TWINS IN THE COUNTRY
THE BOBBSEY TWINS AT THE SEASHORE
THE BOBBSEY TWINS AT SCHOOL
THE BOBBSEY TWINS AT SNOW LODGE
THE BOBBSEY TWINS ON A HOUSEBOAT
THE BOBBSEY TWINS AT MEADOW BROOK
THE BOBBSEY TWINS AT HOME
=THE OUTDOOR GIRLS SERIES=
THE OUTDOOR GIRLS OF DEEPDALE
THE OUTDOOR GIRLS AT RAINBOW LAKE
THE OUTDOOR GIRLS IN A MOTOR CAR
THE OUTDOOR GIRLS IN A WINTER CAMP
THE OUTDOOR GIRLS IN FLORIDA
THE OUTDOOR GIRLS AT OCEAN VIEW
THE OUTDOOR GIRLS ON PINE ISLAND
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Copyright, 1916, by GROSSET & DUNLAP
_Bunny Brown and His Sister Sue on Grandpa's Farm_
[Illustration: THE PAIL WENT RIGHT OVER THE TURKEY'S HEAD.
_Frontispiece_ (_Page 130._)
_Bunny Brown and His Sister Sue on Grandpa's Farm._]
CONTENTS
CHAPTER PAGE
I. A LETTER FROM GRANDPA 1
II. THE RUNAWAY MONKEY 10
III. THE BIG AUTOMOBILE 21
IV. A QUEER SLIDE 30
V. OFF TO GRANDPA'S FARM 42
VI. JUST LIKE GYPSIES 51
VII. THE WOODLAND CAMP 62
VIII. A NIGHT SCARE 70
IX. THE LOST HORSE 80
X. AT GRANDPA'S FARM 89
XI. IN THE GARDEN 98
XII. BUNNY'S WATERFALL 108
XIII. THE TURKEY GOBBLER 117
XIV. LOST IN THE WOODS 129
XV. THE OLD HERMIT 141
XVI. LOOKING FOR THE HORSES 150
XVII. IN THE STORM 159
XVIII. THE PICNIC 169
XIX. THE TRAMPS 179
XX. THE MISSING CAKE 187
XXI. BUNNY'S BIG IDEA 198
XXII. OFF TO THE CIRCUS 210
XXIII. THE GYPSIES 219
XXIV. BUNNY AND SUE ARE SAD 230
XXV. GRANDPA'S HORSES 239
BUNNY BROWN
AND HIS SISTER SUE
ON GRANDPA'S FARM
CHAPTER I
A LETTER FROM GRANDPA
"Bunny! Bunny Brown! Where are you?"
Bunny's mother stood on the front porch, looking first in the yard, then
up and down the street in front of the house. But she did not see her
little boy.
"Sue! Sue, dear! Where are you, and where is Bunny?"
Again Mrs. Brown called. This time she had an answer.
"Here I am, Mother. On the side porch."
A little girl, with brown eyes, came around the corner of the house. By
one arm she carried a doll, and the doll was "leaking" sawdust on the
porch. Mrs. Brown smiled when she saw this.
"Why, Sue, my dear!" she exclaimed.
"What is the matter with your doll? She is 'bleeding' sawdust, as you
used to call it."
"Oh, well, Mother, this is just my old doll," Sue answered. "It's the
one I let Bunny take to play Punch and Judy show with, and he hit her
with a stick, and made her sawdust come out. Did you want me, Mother?"
"Yes, Sue, and I want Bunny, too. Where is he?"
"He was here a little while ago," the brown-eyed girl answered. "But oh,
Mother! you're all dressed up. Where are you going? Can't I go with
you?"
"Yes. That is what I called you for. And I want Bunny, too. Have you
seen him?"
"No, Mother. But shall I go in and wash my face, if I'm going with you?
Where are we going?"
"Just down to the store, and then I'm going to stop in the post-office
and see if there are any letters for us. Yes, run in and wash your face
and hands. Your dress is clean enough. I'll look for Bunny."
Mrs. Brown walked out to the front gate, and again called:
"Bunny! Bunny Brown! Where are you?"
No one answered, but a nice old man, limping a little, and leaning on a
stick, came around from the back yard. He looked like a soldier, and he
had been in the war, many years ago.
"Oh, Uncle Tad!" Mrs. Brown asked, "have you seen Bunny?"
The nice old man laughed.
"Yes, I've seen him," he replied. "He went off down the street in his
express wagon. That dog, Splash, was pulling him."
"I hope he hasn't gone too far," observed Mrs. Brown. "When Bunny gets
to riding with his dog he doesn't think how far away he goes."
"I'll see if I can find him for you," offered Uncle Tad, with another
laugh. "That Bunny Brown is surely a great boy," he murmured, as he
limped off down the street.
He did not have far to go, nor did Mrs. Brown have long to wait, for, in
about a minute, a barking was heard. Then came a rattle of wheels on the
sidewalk, and a boy's voice called out:
"Gid-dap, Splash! Gid-dap! Go fast now! Go as fast as you can! Hurrah!
That's the way to do it!"
Up dashed a small express wagon, drawn by a big, fine shaggy dog, that
seemed to be having almost as much fun as was the blue-eyed,
curly-haired boy who rode in the cart.
"Oh, Bunny! Bunny! Don't go so fast!" cried his mother. "You'll spill
out and hurt yourself! Don't go so fast!"
"Have to go fast, Mother!" said Bunny Brown. "We have to go fast; don't
we, Splash?"
The dog barked, but he slowed up, for Uncle Tad held out his hand to pat
the big fellow, and Splash dearly loved Uncle Tad.
"We're a fire engine, and we're going to a fire," Bunny Brown explained.
"Fire engines always have to go fast; don't they, Splash? Old Miss
Hollyhock's house is on fire, and we're going to put it out.
"Only make-believe, of course!" cried Bunny quickly, for he saw that his
mother looked a bit frightened when she heard him speak of a fire.
"We're just pretending there's a blaze. Here we go! Got to put out the
fire! See, I've got a can of water all ready for it!"
Bunny turned to show his mother and Uncle Tad where, in the back of his
express wagon, he had set the garden sprinkling-can full of water.
Just as Bunny did that Splash, his big dog, started to run. Bunny fell
over backward off the seat, out fell the sprinkling-can full of water,
splashing all over Uncle Tad's feet. Then Bunny himself fell out of the
wagon, but he landed on some soft grass at the edge of the sidewalk, so
he was not in the least hurt.
Splash ran on a little way, pulling the empty wagon, but Bunny, jumping
to his feet, called out: "Whoa, Splash!" and the dog stopped.
For a few seconds they all stood there, Uncle Tad looking down at his
wet feet, Bunny looking rather surprised at having fallen over backward,
and Mrs. Brown hardly knowing whether to laugh or scold. As for Splash
he just stood still, his long red tongue hanging out of his mouth, while
his breath came fast. For it was a hot day, and he had been running
with Bunny.
"Oh dear, Bunny!" said Mrs. Brown at last, "see what you've done! You've
made Uncle Tad all wet!"
"I didn't do it, Mother. It was Splash," said the little boy. "He
started before I was ready. I--I'm sorry, Uncle Tad. Will it hurt your
rheumatism?"
"No, I guess not, Bunny boy. It's a hot day, and a little water won't do
me any harm. But it's all spilled now, and how are you going to put out
the fire?"
"Oh, I guess we'll make believe the fire's out," said Bunny. "I was
going to stop playing, anyhow. Where are you going, Mother?" he asked,
for he saw that his mother was dressed as she usually was when she went
down town.
"I am going to the store," she said, "and I was looking for you and Sue
to go with me. Sue is getting washed."
"If that water had splashed on Bunny, instead of on me, he would have
been washed too!" said Uncle Tad with a laugh.
"Oh, Mother! I'll go and wash myself right away!" Bunny cried. Going
down town with their mother was a treat that he and Sue liked very much.
"May Splash come, too?" Bunny asked.
"Not this time, dear. Now hurry. I'll wait for you on the porch."
"And I guess I'd better go and put on dry shoes," said Uncle Tad. "I
didn't know I was going to be the make-believe fire, and get put out,
Bunny."
Bunny laughed. Then he drove Splash into the yard, put away the
sprinkling-can, unhitched the dog from the express wagon, and put the
wagon in the barn, where it was kept.
Splash went off by himself to lie down and rest in the shade, while
Bunny hurried into the house to wash his hands and face. Soon he and Sue
were walking down the village street with their mother.
As the children passed a little toy and candy shop, kept by Mrs. Redden,
Bunny looked in the window, and said:
"Oh, Mother! She's got a new kind of candy in there!"
"So she has!" cried Sue, pressing her little nose flat against the
glass.
Mrs. Brown smiled.
"Perhaps we may stop and get some on our way back," she said. "We
haven't time for candy now. I want to see if we have any letters in the
post-office."
A little later they passed a house, in the side yard of which was a
lady, weeding the flower garden.
"Good-morning, Miss Winkler!" called Mrs. Brown.
"Oh, good-morning!" was the answer. "Won't you come in?"
"No, thank you. We haven't time now."
"Oh, Mother, do go in!" begged Bunny. "Sue and I want to see Wango!"
Wango was a little pet monkey, which Mr. Winkler, an old sailor, had
brought home with him from one of his many ocean voyages. The monkey did
a number of tricks, and Bunny and Sue liked him very much, and often
petted him.
"No, dears. We can't stop to see Wango now. Some other time," Mrs. Brown
said.
And so she and the children went on to the stores. When they reached the
post-office, Mrs. Brown found three letters in her box. She opened one,
and read it, she called to Bunny and Sue:
"Oh, my dears! I have good news for you. Here is a letter from Grandpa
Brown, who lives away out in the country, on a farm. He wants us to come
and stay all Summer with him!"
"Oh, goodie!" cried Sue, clapping her fat little hands.
"May we go, Mother?" asked Bunny. "Oh, let's go to grandpa's farm!"
"Perhaps we may go," said Mrs. Brown. "We'll keep right on down to
papa's office now, and ask him."
CHAPTER II
THE RUNAWAY MONKEY
Mr. Brown, who was the father of Bunny Brown and his sister Sue, was in
the boat business in the seaside village of Bellemere. Mr. Brown rented
fishing, sailing and motor boats to those who wanted them, and he had
his office on the dock, which was built out into Sandport Bay.
"Oh, Mother! Do you think daddy will let us go to grandpa's farm?" asked
Bunny, as he and his sister Sue walked along the street, on their way to
their father's office, after having gotten the letter from Grandpa
Brown.
"Please ask him to let us go," begged Sue.
"Yes, I think he will," said Mrs. Brown.
The children clapped their hands in joy. Once, some years before, they
had gone to their grandfather's farm in the country, and they remembered
what fun they had had. Now they were older, and they were sure they
would have many more good times.
"Well, well!" cried Daddy Brown, as he saw his wife and the two children
come into his office on the dock. "What brings you all down here? Do you
want some fish, or is Bunny looking for another big lobster claw, so he
can put it on his nose and play Mr. Punch?"
"No, I don't want any lobster claws now, Papa," Bunny said. "But can we
go to grandpa's farm in the country?"
Mr. Brown looked at his wife.
"What has happened now?" he asked. He was almost sure that something had
happened, because Bunny and Sue looked so excited.
"Oh!" cried the little girl, "Bunny went to a fire, and he was upset,
and Splash spilled the water all over Uncle Tad, and we got a letter,
and----"
Sue had to stop. She had talked so fast she was all out of breath.
Mr. Brown laughed.
"What is it all about?" he asked his wife.
Mrs. Brown told him how Bunny had been playing fire engine in his
express wagon, with the dog, and about the upset, when the water was
spilled on Uncle Tad.
"But what we came to see you about, Daddy," she went on, "is this letter
from father." Grandpa Brown was Mr. Brown's father, you see, and Mr.
Brown and his wife always spoke of the children's grandpa as "father."
"Father wants us to bring the children, and spend the Summer on the
farm," went on Mrs. Brown. "I think it would be nice, if we could go."
"Oh, let us, Daddy!" cried Bunny and Sue.
Mr. Brown looked thoughtful.
"Well," he said slowly, "I suppose we could go. I could have the
business here looked after all right, and I guess I need a little rest
myself. Yes, I think we'll go," he said. "It will take me about a week
to get ready. You may write to father that we'll come," he said to Mrs.
Brown. "Was there anything else in his letter?"
"Well, yes," and Mrs. Brown spoke slowly. "It's some bad news----"
"Bad news!" Bunny interrupted. "Can't we go to the farm?"
"It isn't that," Mrs. Brown said quickly. "It's about grandpa's horses.
It seems," she said to her husband, while Bunny and Sue listened with
all their might, "that there was some Gypsies camping near the farm."
"Did the Gypsies--did they take grandpa away?" asked Sue, for she had
often heard of Gypsies taking persons off with them. But, really, this
hardly ever happens.
"No, dear. The Gypsies didn't take grandpa, but they took his best team
of horses," answered her mother. "That's what he says in his letter.
Some of the Gypsies' horses were taken sick, and they could not pull the
Gypsy wagons, when they wanted to move their camp. Some of the Gypsy men
borrowed grandpa's team and said they would pay him for the use of it a
little while, until they could pull their wagons to a new place."
"And did father let them take his horses?" asked Daddy Brown.
"Yes. He says in his letter that he wishes, now, he had not. For, though
the Gypsies promised to bring the horses back, they did not do so."
"Oh, did the Gypsies keep Grandpa's horses?" asked Bunny.
"Yes. That's what he says."
"Then we can't go to the farm!" and Bunny looked very sorry.
"Why can't we go? What have the horses to do with it?" asked Bunny's
mother.
"Because, if he hasn't any horses, grandpa can't come to the station for
us, and drive us out to the farm."
"Oh, well, I guess he has more than one team. Though he says it was his
best one the Gypsies borrowed, and did not bring back," said Mrs. Brown
to her husband. "It will be quite a loss to father, and he was so proud
of that team of horses!"
"Yes," answered Mr. Brown, "it's too bad!"
"Oh, dear!" sighed Sue. "Aunt Lu lost her diamond ring, and now grandpa
has lost his horses. But maybe you can find them, Bunny, just as you
found Aunt Lu's diamond ring!"
"Huh! Aunt Lu's ring was in my lobster claw! How could a team of horses
get in a lobster claw?" asked Bunny, with a laugh.
"Oh, I don't mean that!" said Sue. "But maybe you could find the horses
in the woods, same as you found the ring in the claw."
"Maybe!" agreed Bunny. "But when can we go to the farm?"
"Next week, perhaps," answered his mother. "It depends on your father."
"Yes, we can go next week," Mr. Brown said.
"Even if Grandpa Brown doesn't get his horses back from the Gypsies?"
asked Bunny.
"Yes, I think we can manage to reach the farm without grandpa's horses.
I have a new plan for going out there--something we have never done
before," and Daddy Brown nodded at his wife, and smiled.
"Oh, what is it?" Bunny asked eagerly.
"It's a secret," said his father. "I'll tell you after a while."
The children begged and teased to know what it was, but Mr. Brown only
laughed, and said they would have to wait.
Then Mrs. Brown took Bunny and Sue home, and on the way the brother and
sister talked of nothing but what fun they would have on grandpa's farm,
and of how sorry they were about the Gypsies having borrowed the
horses, and keeping them, instead of bringing them back, as they should
have done.
"But maybe you'll find them," said Sue. "I hope so, anyhow. I'll help
you look, Bunny."
"I hope so, too," replied Bunny. "We did find Aunt Lu's diamond ring,
when she thought she never would."
I will tell you a little about that, though, if you like, you may read
of it in the first volume of this series, which is named: "Bunny Brown
and His Sister Sue."
In that I told how the Brown family lived in the seaside town of
Bellemere, on Sandport Bay. Bunny, who was six years old, and Sue, who
was five, were great chums and playmates. They were together nearly all
the while, and often got into trouble; though of course they had fun,
and good times also.
Their Aunt Lu came to visit them from New York, and the first night she
was at the Brown house she lost her diamond ring, when she was helping
Mrs. Brown make a salad from a big lobster that was brought ashore in
one of Mr. Brown's boats. A lobster is a sort of fish only it has legs
and claws to pinch with.
Aunt Lu felt sorry about losing her ring, and Bunny and Sue promised to
help her find it. They looked, but, for a long time, could not discover
it. Finally Bunny found it in the queerest way.
Besides finding Aunt Lu's diamond ring, Bunny Brown and his sister Sue
did many other things, which are told of in the first book. They had
good fun with their friends Charlie Star, Harry Bentley, Mary and George
Watson, and Sadie West and Helen Newton, children of about their own
age.
Bunny and Sue got locked in an empty house, and thought they would have
to stay there all night, but they did not. They went on a trolley ride,
and got lost, and wandered into a moving picture show, and up on the
stage, where they made everybody laugh.
Bunny Brown was always thinking of new things to do, and Sue was always
ready to help him do them. The children were not naughty, but they did
get into trouble and out again more easily than any tots of whom I ever
heard. They had many friends, and everybody in town knew and liked them.
"And now we're going to have more good fun!" said Bunny, on the
afternoon of the day when Grandpa Brown's letter came. "Oh, I just love
it on the farm."
"We can play in the hay, and go after the cows, and hunt eggs," said
Sue.
"But you mustn't fall into any hen's nest, as you did once in our barn,
and get your dress all egg," said Bunny.
"I won't," promised Sue. "Oh, Bunny, I can hardly wait!" and she jumped
up and down, she was so excited and happy.
"Neither can I," said her brother. "I'll tell you what let's do!"
"What?" asked Sue.
"Let's go down to Mrs. Redden's and get a lollypop. We have our penny,
and mother said we could each spend one this afternoon."
"All right," Sue replied. "And then shall we go in and see Wango, the
monkey?"
"I guess so. But we'd better eat our lollypops first, or he'll beg them
away from us."
Wango was very fond of candy, and if the children stood in front of
him, eating any, he would beg so hard for some, and hold out his little
paws in such a sad way, that they could not help sharing their treat
with him.
Wango was sometimes kept in a big cage, but he was also often allowed to
be outside, on the porch, with a chain fastened to his collar, and then
snapped to a ring in the porch post.
Bunny Brown and his sister Sue bought their lollypops at Mrs. Redden's
store, and then went on to Mr. Winkler's house, to see the monkey. Mr.
Winkler, the old sailor, lived with his sister, Miss Winkler. The sister
did not like her brother's monkey very much.
"Shall we tell Miss Winkler about going to grandpa's farm?" asked Sue,
as she and Bunny walked along the street, hand in hand, eating their
candy.
"Yes, and we'll tell her about the Gypsies taking grandpa's horses.
Maybe she might see them, and tell the bad men to give them back."
"Maybe," agreed Sue. "Is your lollypop good, Bunny?"
"Awful good. Is yours?"
"Yep."
The two children walked on, and soon were within sight of Mrs. Winkler's
house.
"There's Wango, tied on the porch," cried Bunny.
"I see him," answered Sue. "And oh, Bunny! Listen! I hear music!"
"Oh, it's a hand-organ!" Bunny exclaimed.
"Oh, see, he has a monkey!" Sue cried, pointing to a little furry
creature on top of the music box.
Wango saw the strange monkey at the same time. Wango jumped up, and ran
toward the organ grinder as far as the chain would let him. Then Mr.
Winkler's monkey chattered and screamed loudly.
All at once the Italian stopped playing, for his own monkey suddenly
jumped down to the sidewalk, gave a hard pull on the string that was
about his neck, broke loose and ran away, far off down the street, while
Wango chattered louder than ever.
CHAPTER III
THE BIG AUTOMOBILE
"Bunny! Bunny! Look! Look! The hand-organ man's monkey has run away!"
cried Sue.
"Yes!" answered Bunny. "Let's run after him! Maybe we can catch him, and
the man will let us play the organ!"
That was all Bunny Brown and his sister Sue thought about--doing
whatever they happened to think of first, and this time it was racing
after the runaway monkey.
For the hand-organ man's monkey was really running away. He was
frightened at Wango, I think, for Wango was larger than he, though Wango
was quite gentle, even if he did make lots of trouble, such as upsetting
the jars in Mrs. Redden's candy store.
"Here! Come back! Come back!" cried the Italian to his monkey, speaking
in what sounded to Bunny and Sue very queer talk. But then the Italian
could speak his own language well, even if he could not talk the kind
Bunny and Sue used.
"We'll get your monkey for you, Mr. Organ-man!" cried Bunny. "Come on,
Sue!"
"Well, don't run so fast--I can't keep up to you!" called the little
girl. "Wait for me, Bunny!"
Bunny turned and clasped Sue's hand in his own. He did not want to leave
his little sister behind. Each child still held a half-eaten lollypop.
The hand-organ man set down his music box, and he, too, raced down the
street after his runaway monkey. Of course the man could run faster than
could Bunny and Sue.
All this while Wango was jumping about on the porch, chattering and
squealing. He tried to break the chain that was fast to the collar
around his neck, but it was too strong for his efforts.
Once, after Mr. Winkler had fastened his pet out of doors, Wango broke
away, and hid in Mrs. Redden's candy shop. And, oh! how he did smash
the candy jars, and what a lot of lollypops he took! But his master, Mr.
Winkler, the old sailor, paid for them, so it was all right. Then Mr.
Winkler put a stronger chain on Wango. And that is why the pet monkey
could not now get away.
But he tried very hard, for he wanted to run away also, I think, and
have a good time with his friend, the hand-organ monkey. Only the
hand-organ monkey seemed to be afraid of Wango.
"But he didn't need to be," Bunny said, as he trotted on with Sue, "for
Wango wouldn't hurt him."
"Of course not!" said Sue, "any more than our dog Splash would have hurt
the little yellow dog he ran after one day."
I have told you about that in the first book, how Splash ran away with
Bunny and Sue, hurrying down the street to make friends with a little
yellow dog, that once had had a tin can tied to his tail.
And, also in the first book, I told you how Bunny and Sue got their dog
Splash. Bunny and Sue were carried away in a boat, and landed on an
island in the river. There Sue fell in, and the big dog pulled her out.
As no one came for the dog the Browns kept him, and Bunny and Sue named
him "Splash," because, as Sue said, "he splashed into the water to pull
me out."
On ran the hand-organ man after his monkey, and on ran Bunny Brown and
his sister Sue after the hand-organ man. But Wango had to stay behind.
He made so much noise, though, with his chattering and screaming, to say
nothing of rattling the chain, that Miss Winkler came running out. She
was making a cake, and her hands were all covered with flour, while
there was a white spot on the end of her nose.
"Oh, what is the matter? What is the matter?" she cried.
"The hand-organ man's monkey ran away because Wango scared him," said
Bunny, "and we are running after him."
"After Wango?" Miss Winkler wanted to know.
"No! After the hand-organ monkey," answered Bunny. "Come on, Sue!"
They turned the corner, and there, half way down the street, they saw
the hand-organ man standing under a tree.
"Oh, maybe the monkey is up the tree!" cried Bunny.
"Yes, ma monk--he up-a de tree!" said the Italian, in his funny way. "He
no comea down! Jacko! Jacko!" he called. "Comea down--pleasa!"
But, though the hand-organ man held up his arms, and begged his monkey
to come down, the little furry creature would not come. He sat perched
on a high limb, looking with his bright eyes at Bunny, Sue and the man.
Several boys and girls, as well as some men, came over to see what was
going on.