, "but we can ride after we see if Toby does
the handkerchief trick for me."

"Yes, I guess we'll have time for that," said Bunker Blue.

So Bunny dropped his handkerchief on the dock, and, surely enough, Toby
picked it up and carried it to the little boy.

"Now," said Sue, "we know for sure he's a trick pony. Maybe he did that
in a circus, Bunker."

"Maybe he did," agreed the fish boy.

"I wonder if he can do any more tricks," went on Bunny.

"We'll try him after a while," went on Bunker. "If I'm going to take you
for a ride, and show you how to drive your little horse, we'd better
start, as I don't know when your father may want me back here on the
dock. Come on, we'll go out on the road, and, later on, we can try Toby
with some more tricks."

So Bunny and Sue climbed into the basket cart, taking seats on either
side, and Bunker climbed up after them, to hold the reins. They drove
down the wooden dock toward Mr. Brown's office, the feet of Toby, the
Shetland pony, going: "Plunk! Plunk! Plunk!" on the boards.

"Well, you've started I see!" called Mr. Brown to Bunny and Sue, as he
looked out of the door of his office. "But what kept you so long?"

"Oh, Toby was doing tricks," answered Bunny.

"Doing tricks?" asked Mr. Brown.

"He picked up my handkerchief," added Sue, and she told her father all
about it.

"My! he certainly is a trick pony!" said Mr. Brown. "We must ask Mr.
Tallman if Toby can do anything else besides the handkerchief trick."

Then, as Mr. Brown watched, Bunny Brown and his Sister Sue and their
Shetland pony went off down the road, Bunker Blue driving.

"Doesn't he go nice?" cried Sue to her brother. "And doesn't his tail
switch off the flies quick?"

"Terrible quick," agreed Bunny, and he added: "Oh, Bunker Blue! you
ought to see how many ways Toby can wiggle the flies off his legs."

"How many?" asked the fish boy.

"Five," answered Bunny. "Course not all five flies off his legs, but
some off his back he switches with his tail, and----"

"You talk just like a Dutchman!" laughed Bunker.

"Well, anyhow, he can wiggle flies off lots of ways," Bunny said.

Down the road they drove, and many a person, and not a few children,
turned to look after the pony cart in which Bunny and Sue were having
such a good time.

As they drove past old Miss Hollyhock's cottage she came to the door and
waved to them. A little farther on Bunny saw Charlie Star, with whom he
sometimes played.

"Oh,