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Read Ebook: Bunny Brown and His Sister Sue at Aunt Lu's City Home by Hope Laura Lee Nosworthy Florence England Illustrator
Font size: Background color: Text color: Add to tbrJar First Page Next Page Prev PageEbook has 1495 lines and 40578 words, and 30 pages"Oh, Sue!" he cried. "I know what let's do!" "What?" she asked. "Let's get in the grocery wagon, and have a ride." "Oh, Bunny! All right. Let's!" Softly the children drew nearer the wagon. Then Sue thought of something. "But, Bunny," she said, "Tommie won't like it. Maybe he won't let us ride." "Oh, he'll like it all right," said Bunny. "He gave Charlie Star a ride the other day. Anyhow he won't know it." "Who won't know it; Charlie?" "No, Tommie. We'll get in the wagon, and hide down between the boxes and baskets, while he's in our house. Then he won't see us. Come on, Sue." "But it's so high up I can't get in, Bunny." "Oh, I'll help you. Here, we can stand on this box, and then we can easy get up." Bunny found a box beside the drive-way. He put it up near the back of the grocery wagon, and stood up on it. Then he helped Sue up on the box. "Now you can get in," said the little boy. "I'll boost you, just like Bunker Blue boosts me when I climb trees. Up you go, Sue!" Bunny raised Sue up from the box. She put one leg over the tail-board of the wagon, and down inside she tumbled in the midst of the grocery packages, the boxes and baskets. "Here I come!" cried Bunny, and in he came tumbling. He fell between Sue and a bag of potatoes. Just then the children heard a joyous whistle. "Now keep still--keep very still," whispered Bunny to Sue. "Here comes Tommie, and if he doesn't see us he'll drive off and give us a nice ride. Keep still, Sue." Sue kept very still. So did Bunny. Tommie came out whistling. He tossed the empty basket into the back of the wagon, gave one jump up on to the seat, and cried: "Giddap!" Off trotted the horse with the wagon, taking Sue and Bunny for a ride, along with the groceries. SURPRISING OLD MISS HOLLYHOCK "Aren't we having a fine ride, Bunny?" "Hush, Sue! Not so loud! He'll hear us!" whispered the little boy, as he and his sister cuddled down in among the boxes and baskets in the grocery wagon. "But it is a nice ride; isn't it?" "It sure is, Sue." Bunny laughed in a sort of whisper, so Tommie, the boy who drove the wagon, would not hear him. And, so far, Tommie had no idea that he was taking with him Bunny and Sue. The two children had no idea where they were going. They often did things like that, without thinking, and sometimes they were sorry afterward. But it had seemed all right to them to get into the wagon for a ride. "We won't go very far," Bunny went on, in another whisper, after a bit. "We'll just ride around the block, and then get out." "Will we have to walk home?" Sue asked. "Maybe Tommie will drive us back," said Bunny. "He's real good, you know." "I'd rather ride than walk," said Sue. Tommie was whistling away as loudly as he could, and this, with the rattle of the wagon, and the clatter of the horse's hoofs made so much noise that the whisperings of Bunny and Sue were not heard by the grocery boy. The horse began to trot slowly, and Bunny and Sue, peering out from the back of the wagon, saw that it was going to stop in front of Charlie Star's house. "What's he stopping for?" asked Sue. "Hush!" whispered Bunny. "I guess Tommie is going to leave some groceries here." Bunny had guessed right. Tommie reached back inside the wagon, and picked up a basket full of packages and bundles. The delivery boy did not notice Bunny and Sue, who crouched down low, so as to keep out of sight. Then, still whistling, Tommie ran up the walk with some groceries for Mrs. Star. In a little while Tommie was back again, and once more the horse trotted off as the grocery boy called: "Giddap there, Prince!" Prince was the name of the horse. "Oh, this sure is a fine ride!" said Sue, laughing and snuggling close up to Bunny. "Aren't you glad we came?" "Yes," he answered, "but I hope he brings us back. We're a long way from home now, and it's pretty far to walk." "Oh, I guess he'll take us," said Sue. "Anyhow we're having a good time, and so is my doll," and she looked at her toy which she had brought with her. The doll was now sound asleep on a pound of butter in one of the baskets, her feet resting on a bag of sugar, and one arm stretched over a box of crackers. "She won't get hungry, anyhow," said Bunny with a laugh. "She doesn't eat when she's asleep," said Sue. Tommy stopped his grocery wagon several times, to leave boxes or baskets of good things at the different houses. Finally he stopped in front of a house where lived Mr. Thompson, and here Tommie had to wait a long time, for the Thompson family was very large, and they bought a number of groceries. Tommie used to write down in his book the different things Mrs. Thompson wanted to order, so he could bring them to her the next time he drove past. Bunny and Sue, cuddled down amid the boxes and baskets, did not like to stay still so long. They wanted to be riding. Finally Sue looked out of the back of the wagon and said: "Oh, Bunny, look! There's where old Miss Hollyhock lives," and she pointed to a shabby little house, where lived a poor old woman. "Hollyhock" was not her name, but everyone called her that because she had so many of those old-fashioned flowers around her house. She was so poor that often she did not have much to eat, except what the neighbors gave her. Mrs. Brown often sent her things, and once Bunny and Sue sold lemonade, and gave the money they took in to old Miss Hollyhock. "Yes, that's where she lives," said Bunny. "And maybe she's hungry now," Sue went on. "Maybe she is," agreed Bunny. "We could give her something to eat," suggested Sue, after thinking a few seconds. "How?" Bunny wanted to know. "Look at all these groceries," Sue said. "There's a lot here that Tommie don't need. We could get out, and take a basket full in to old Miss Hollyhock." "Oh, so we could!" Bunny cried. "We'll do it. Pick out the biggest basket you can find, Sue." Neither Bunny Brown nor his sister Sue thought it would be wrong to take a basket of groceries from the wagon for poor old Miss Hollyhock. They did not stop to think that the groceries belonged to someone else. All they thought of was that the old lady might be hungry. Add to tbrJar First Page Next Page Prev Page |
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