y.

"Oh, of course," answered the Sunday-school teacher. "Tie Toby in a
shady place, and come and have lunch with me."

There was grass for the pony to eat, and soon he was enjoying his meal,
while Bunny Brown and his Sister Sue were having a nice one with the
teacher.

"After dinner you can give our boys and girls more rides," she said,
"and earn more money for the soldiers."

Bunny liked this very much. At first he was afraid his mother would be
worried because he and Sue did not come back home. But the man who
brought the ice-cream to the picnic said he would stop when he went
back, and tell Mrs. Brown where her children were, and that Miss Seaman,
the teacher, was looking out for them and seeing that they were well
fed. So Mrs. Brown did not worry, knowing where they were.

The lunch was almost over, and Bunny was thinking about putting the
bridle back on Toby and starting his riding business again, when some
boys and girls, who had gone over to a little spring in the woods, came
running back, very much excited.

"Oh! Oh!" one of the girls cried. "We saw him! We saw him!"

"Whom did you see?" asked a teacher. "Be quiet and tell us what it was."

"Was it a snake?" asked one excited little girl.

"No, it wasn't a snake," said a boy somewhat older than Bunny. "It was a
great big man--awful dark-looking--and he had a red handkerchief on his
neck, and gold rings in his ears, and he was asleep by the spring."

I wonder who the man was?

CHAPTER XVIII

TOBY IS GONE

Three or four of the Sunday-school teachers gathered around the boys and
girls who had come back from the spring and were so excited about having
seen a dark man asleep under a bush.

"What did he look like?" asked one teacher.

"Oh, he--he was _terrible_!" said one little girl.

"He looked like an organ grinder only he was--was--sort of nicer,"
observed a little boy.

"And he had gold rings in his ears," added another.

"Maybe he was an organ grinder," suggested Miss Mason, who was the
superintendent in charge of the infant class of the Sunday school.

"But he didn't have an organ or a monkey," objected a little girl.

"Maybe the monkey was up in a tree," said Bunny Brown. "That's where
monkeys like to go. Mr. Winkler's monkey, named Wango, goes up in trees.
Let's look and see if this monkey is climbing around while the man's
asleep."

"Oh, yes, let's!" exclaimed Sue, always ready to do what her brother
suggested.

"Oh, let