BUNNY AND SUE GO SAILING
Certainly all the animals in the circus which Bunny and Sue had gotten
up, were loose, though of course they were not exactly "wild" animals.
The green-striped calf was wild enough when it came to running around
and kicking up its heels, but then calves do that anyhow, whether they
are striped like a zebra or not, so that doesn't count.
"Look out! Look out, everybody!" cried Bunny Brown. For, just then, the
calf, having run to one end of the barn and finding the doors there
closed, had run back again, and was heading straight for the place where
they were all standing.
"Somebody catch him!" cried Ben Hall.
"It would take a cowboy to do that," spoke up Bunker Blue. "A cowboy
with a lasso!"
"I'll catch him! I'll get him!" cried Bunny. "I had a lasso that I was
trying to catch the old rooster with. I'll lasso the calf!"
"No, little man. You'll not do anything of the sort!" exclaimed Mr.
Brown, catching his son up in his arms. "You'd better stay away from
that calf. It would not mean to hurt you, perhaps, but it might knock
you down and step on you."
The calf was now running back and forth, bleating and looking for some
place where it could get out of the barn. For it did not like being in a
circus, though, at first, it had been quiet enough.
Splash thought it was great fun. He ran here and there, barking loudly,
and racing after the calf. The two roosters were crowing as loudly as
they could, fluttering here, there, everywhere. One nearly perched on
top of Grandma Brown's head.
The horses could be heard neighing and stamping about in their stalls.
Perhaps they, too, wanted to join in the fun.
"Oh, dear!" cried Sue. "I don't like this. Let's go out, Bunny."
But with the calf running back and forth in the barn, crossing this way
and that, it was not easy for Bunny, Sue and the others to keep out of
its way.
"I guess I'll have to take a hand in this," said Grandpa Brown. He knew
how to handle cows, horses and calves you see. But there was no need for
him to do anything.
Just then the hired man, who had been milking some of the cows, opened
the barn door to see what all the noise meant. He had a pail of milk in
his hand, and, no sooner had the calf seen this, than the striped
creature made a rush for the hired man.
"Look out!" cried Grandpa Brown.
"Come back here!" cried Sue, to the calf.
Perhaps she thought the calf would mind her, since Sue had been the
make-believe wild animal trainer in the circus. But all the
green-striped calf thought of just then was the pail of milk it saw.
Right at the hired man it rushed, almost knocking him down.
"Here! Here! Look out! Stop it! That milk isn't for you!" cried the
hired man, trying to push the calf to one side.
But the calf was hungry, and it had made up its little mind that it was
going to have that milk. And it did. Before the hired man could stop it,
the calf had its nose down in the pail of nice, warm, fresh milk.
"Let him have it," said Grandpa Brown, with a laugh. "The milk will keep
him quiet, and we folks can get out. The circus is over; isn't it,
Bunny?"
"Oh, yes, Grandpa. But we didn't think the wild animals were going to
get loose. How did you like it?"
"Do you mean how did I like the wild animals getting loose?" asked
Grandpa Brown, with a laugh.
"No, the circus," answered Bunny. "Was it good?"
"It certainly was!" cried his grandfather. "I liked it very much!"
"And so did I," said grandma. "But I was afraid you would be hurt when
you jumped that time, Bunny."
"Oh, that's just a circus trick," Bunny said. "You ought to see Ben
jump. Go on, Ben, show 'em how you can turn over in the air."
"Not now, Bunny. I haven't time. I'm going to help Bunker clean up the
barn."
There were many things to be put away after the circus, for Grandpa
Brown had said if the children used his barn they must leave it neat and
clean when they finished.
By this time the grown people who had come to the circus, and the boys
and girls, too, began to leave. The calf was now standing still,
drinking the milk from the pail. Splash had stopped barking. The two
roosters had gotten out of the barn, and everything was quiet once more.
The circus was over, and everyone said he had had a good time. Some of
the little folks wanted to see it all over again, but Bunny said that
could not be done. The grown folks said Bunny Brown and his sister Sue
were very clever to get up such a nice little show.
"But of course we didn't do it all," explained Bunny, who like to have
others share in the praise. "We never could have done it if grandpa
hadn't let us take his barn, or if Bunker and Ben hadn't helped us. It
was as much their show as it was ours."
"Yes, Bunker and Ben were very good to help you," said Bunny's mother.
"And now I think it is time for you and Sue to wash and get ready for
supper."
"I'd like to have a bigger show, in a tent Some day," said Bunny.
"Yes, that would be nice," agreed Sue.
"Well, if I'd known you wanted a tent instead of my barn, I could have
given you one," said Grandpa Brown.
"Oh, have you really a tent?" asked Bunny, eagerly.
"Yes, it's an old army tent. Not very big, though. When I used to go
camping with some old soldier friends of mine we took it with us. It's
up in the attic now, I guess. But your circus is over, so you won't want
a tent now."
"Maybe we'll have another circus some day," suggested Bunny. "Then could
we take your army tent?"
"Oh, I guess so."
And when Bunny, Sue and the children and the grown folks had left the
barn, Bunker Blue said to Ben Hall:
"Say, it wouldn't be such a bad idea to get up a circus among us big
boys; would it?"
"Yes, it might be fun."
"If Mr. Brown has a tent we could use that, and we might borrow another.
Would you like to do that, Ben?"
"I might."
"Say, look here!" exclaimed Bunker, "why don't you tell us more about
yourself? You know something about a real circus."
"What makes you think so?" Ben asked.
"Oh, because I do. Were you ever in one?"
Instead of answering Ben cried:
"Look out! That plank is going to fall on your foot!"
Ben and Bunker were putting away the boxes and boards that had been used
for seats in the circus. And, as Ben spoke, one of the boards slipped
off a box. Bunker pulled his foot away, but not in time to prevent being
struck by the board.
"Ouch!" he cried, and then he forgot that he had asked Ben about that
boy's having been in a circus. Ben was glad he did not have to answer
that question.
When Bunker and Ben had made the barn look as neat as it was before the
little circus was held, and when the blue stripes had been washed off
Splash, the two big boys sat and talked until supper was ready.
"What do you think about getting up a larger circus?" asked Bunker.
"Why, I guess we could do it," said Ben.
"Are there some big boys around here?"
"Lots of 'em. I've met some since I came here with Bunny, Sue and their
family. We could get the big fellows together, and give a real show, in
a tent."
"Would we have any little folks in it?"
"Well, we'd have Bunny and Sue, of course, because they started this
circus idea. They're real cute; don't you think?"
"They certainly are," agreed Ben. "I like 'em very much. Well, we'll
think about another circus. We'll need a larger tent than the one Mr.
Brown has. Can we get one?"
"I think so. The folks around here used to have a county fair in a tent,
and we might get that. We could charge money, too, if we gave a good
show."
"That would be nice," said Ben, with a laugh. "I'd like to earn some
money."
That night after supper, when Bunny and Sue were getting ready for bed,
after having talked the circus all over again, they heard their
grandfather saying to Daddy Brown:
"I can't make out what sort of boy that Ben Hall is."
"Why, isn't he a good boy?" asked Bunny's father.
"Oh, yes, he's a very good boy. I wouldn't ask a better. He does his
work on the farm here very well. But there is something strange about
him. He has some secret, and I can't find out what it is."
That was all Bunny heard. Sue did not stop to listen to that much. But
Bunny wondered, as he was falling asleep, what Ben's secret was. It was
some time before he found out.
"What are we going to do to-day, Bunny?" asked Sue, as she and her
brother went outdoors, after breakfast next morning.
Bunny did not answer at first. He walked slowly down to the edge of the
little pond where the ducks swam, and there he saw an old barn door
that had been laid down so Grandma Brown would not have to step in a wet
and muddy place when it rained.
"What can we do to have some fun, Bunny?"
Still Bunny did not answer. He went closer to the old door, and then he
suddenly said:
"Sue, we're going sailing!"
"Going sailing?"
"Yep. This will be our ship. All we'll have to do will be to put a sail
on it and we'll sail across the duck pond. Come on."
Bunny found an old bag that had held corn for the chickens. He nailed
this bag to a stick, and fastened the stick up straight in a crack in
the barn door, which lay down flat on the ground. Then he and Sue
managed to get the door in the duck pond, on the edge of which it had
been placed over a mud puddle.
"There!" cried Bunny. "Get on the boat, Sue."
Bunny and Sue, who had taken off their shoes and stockings, stood up on
the big door. It floated nicely with them. A little wind blew out the
bag sail, and away they went.