much bigger than
the biggest Thanksgiving turkey. It has long legs, and fine feathers,
and ladies wear them on their hats. I mean they wear the ostrich
feathers, not the bird's legs."

"And do ockstritches lay big eggs?" Sue wanted to know.

"They do," answered Grandpa Brown. "They lay eggs in the hot sand of the
desert, and they are big eggs. I guess I couldn't get more than six of
them in this basket."

"Oh-o-o-o!" exclaimed Bunny and Sue together, with their eyes wide open.

"What big eggs they must be!" went on Bunny.

"And is you going to get hens' eggs or ockstritches' eggs now, Grandpa?"
asked Sue.

"Neither one, little brown-eyes, I'm going out in the orchard to pick a
few peaches. Grandma wants to make a peach shortcake for supper. So I
have to get the peaches."

"Oh, may we come?" asked Sue, dropping the doll with which she had been
playing.

"I'll help you pick the peaches," offered Bunny, and he put down some
sticks, a hammer and nails. He was trying to make a house for Splash,
the big dog, but it was harder work than Bunny had thought. He was glad
to stop.

"Yes, come along, both of you," replied Grandpa Brown. "I don't believe
you can reach up to pick any peaches, but you can eat some, I guess. You
know how to eat peaches, don't you?" he asked, smiling again at Bunny
Brown and his sister Sue.

"Oh, I love peaches!" said Sue.

"And I do, too--and peach shortcake is awful good!" murmured Bunny.

"Well, come along then. It's nice and shady and cool in the peach
orchard."

Grandpa Brown put the basket over his arm, and gave Bunny one hand to
clasp, while Sue took the other. In this way they walked down the path,
through the garden, and out toward the orchard.

"Bunny! Sue! Where are you going?" called their mother to the children.
Mrs. Brown had come out on the side porch.

"With Grandpa," answered Bunny.

"I'll look after them," said Grandpa Brown.

Bunny and his sister, with their papa and mamma, were spending the
summer on the farm of Grandpa Brown away out in the country. The
children liked it on the farm very much, for they had good fun. A few
days before they had gone to the circus, and had seen so many wonderful
things that they talked about them from morning until night, and,
sometimes, even after they got to bed.

But just now, for a little while, they were not talking or thinking
about the circus, though up to the time when Grandpa Brown came around
the house with the basket