one forenoon. But Russ and Rose, at least, and soon all the other children, were bubbling with the thought of Dadd

ers and sisters ever had so much fun traveling and so many adventures at the places they traveled to as they did. Russ and Rose were old enough to read about the advent

"we have even more fun than Robinson Cru

goats," admitted

g of their school had been postponed for several weeks already, and Russ and Rose, at least, thought they

He sounds like some kind of a foreign man-and you know how those forei

at once aroused. "Do all foreigners have whiskers? What makes whis

e whiskers, either,

epeated Viole

y he doesn't have whiskers," said Rose,

nded Vi. "I never saw her brush. But I've played

id Russ, grinning at her. "But we were not

he determined Vi. "I

g to see an awful foreigner

nice man. He has met him, he sa

name?" asked

f her tongue to crowd in. This was an hour after the "thunder stroke" had caused

me--" s

s pockets. The others waited, but Viol

atter, Russ?

" said the boy, wi

i. "What are you doing the

imed Rose, but she stared at

cried Laddie.

?" asked his twi

. Let's see: 'I went out to the woodpile and got it; when I got into the house I couldn't find it.

know!" shoute

d Laddie. "Wha

hat I lost somewhere an

aid Russ. "You ought to say: 'And I had it in my

inted to think he had made a mistake in t

now drawing a scrap of paper fro

plinter?"

ting for. I wasn't scratching, either. He

y this time had forgotten what the

k's name!"

that?" asked Vi. "Isn't Cowb

had scribbled down on the paper, "is 'M

ink Daddy Bunker would want to go

Russ, "that he can hel

it a better one?" demanded Vi. "You kn

" said Rose to Russ. "I guess, after all

t pl

ng. To that-that Co

promptly as Vi might have asked

hey don't call him Cowboy Jack to his face, and I should neve

to say anything if you tr

tions, "I can't. I can't even learn to

le!" exclaimed Ru

ose said. "But, any

y not?" demanded her

of it," declared Rose, shaking

s long," admitted Russ. "But if y

practising if we are not

ll go," said R

mind," sighed Rose. "Only I do so love

it on the chance of our g

d that "something would turn up" so that the six little Bunkers would be taken with daddy and mother to the far Southwest. Grandma Bell

rbontiskil, either, for it is too hard a name) was quite established that very afternoon. Da

that nobody but me shall do the job for him. He offers such a good commi

so far away from us. It really is a great way to that town o

t. Then you will not be quite so far away

six talked about the prospect of daddy's going a good deal. But, of course, they did not spend all their time bewailing this unexpect

ried up Daddy Bunker said they would have to leave Captain Ben and start back for Pineville. Meanwhile

a previous story, and all those who have read "Six Little Bunkers at Captain Ben's"

over once more to see you," Tad said, by way of greeting. "There's a lot of things y

Vi promptly wanted to k

ay, or molasses

plained. "I have heard of it. You go

," said Tad.

, to D'ipping Wock

ose told him. "And if

ld happen to her little Bunkers. At least, nothing worse than usual. Something

swamp, that is all,

ot?" a

aid Laddie eagerly. "Why is a swam

an egg and two slices of bacon for breakfast

Laddie delightedly. "You ate mush.

nk so if you ever tast

fter all," Russ told the little boy kindly.

k that's a very nice riddle, Laddie.

"Now, come along. If we are going to

shore, and you really would not have known the sea was near at all when once you got into that

," said Russ suddenly, a

," said Tad. "I wo

Rose suddenly. "Is

uess somebody wants something

as to leave Mun Bun and Margy very far behind, "if he wan

ow made of logs laid down on the soft ground. Grass grew between the logs. There were pools o

who had very brigh

, who was turning around and t

emanded Rose, with growing ex

children-even Tad Munson. He brought his gaze down from

ry, which at first the childre

nfidently, "he is saying 'help!

ing!" sighed