id Sue. She and Bunny got lost or "losted," as
they called it, so often, that Sue thought that trouble could very
easily happen to anyone.

"No, he isn't lost," said Daddy Brown. "Tom! Tom!" he called. "Where are
you?"

"I'm here," was the answer, and Tom stood up. He had been sitting behind
a thick bush, down near the edge of the lake.

"Oh, we were looking for you," Mr. Brown said. "Don't you want to come
for a walk with us? We are going over toward the waterfall. It is very
nice there."

Tom shook his head.

"I don't believe I'll go, thank you," he said.

"Why not?" asked Mrs. Brown. "Don't you feel well? Don't you like to
walk in the woods, Tom?"

"Oh, yes'm, I like the woods, and I feel fine. I never had such good
things to eat as I've had in this camp."

"Then why don't you want to come with us?"

"Well--er--well, because, you see that farmer I worked for lives over
near the waterfall, and maybe he'll catch me if I go there."

"Oh, I won't let him catch you!" exclaimed Mr. Brown. "Come along, Tom.
I'll look after you."

Then Tom came out of his hiding place, where he had gone after he heard
Mrs. Brown say they were going to the fall. Soon the party of campers
were marching through the woods, Tom holding Bunny's hand, while Bunker
Blue looked after Sue.

The waterfall was very pretty, the water from a small river falling down
over green, mossy rocks, into a deep glen, foaming and bubbling. Mrs.
Brown took some pictures with her photograph camera, and then they sat
down in a shady spot, and ate a little lunch they had brought with them.
Splash, the big dog, had his share, too.

And that night was the grand marshmallow candy roast. Uncle Tad built a
fire of wood in front of the big tent. When the smoke and the hottest
flames had died away Bunny and Sue and the others, sitting on logs
around the fire, toasted the candies, holding them over the fire on the
pointed ends of the sticks Bunker Blue had made with his sharp knife.

"Oh, aren't they good!" cried Sue, as she began to eat a candy she had
roasted.

"Look out! They're hot!" called Uncle Tad. But he was too late.

"Ouch!" cried Sue, as the hot candy burned her tongue. "Oh, it hurts!"
she sobbed. "It hurts me!"

But Mother Brown put some cold, sweet cream on Sue's tongue, and soon
the burning pain stopped.

After that Sue waited until the brown and roasted candy had cooled
before she ate any.

"Oh, dear!" suddenly cried Bunny, as he was ro