case they got to such a narrow place in the road that there was
not room to turn. Bunker knew a lot about horses and ponies, and he was
the best teacher Bunny and Sue could have had.

"Now, let's drive back and show mother!" said Bunny after a while.
"Let's drive past the house, Bunker."

"All right," agreed the fish boy. "I'll drive until we get there, for I
see some automobiles coming, and we don't want them to run into us. But
when we get near the house I'll let you take the reins, Bunny."

"Couldn't I take 'em, too?" asked Sue.

"Well, we'll let Bunny do it first," suggested Bunker. "And then, when
we drive down to the dock, you can show your daddy how you drive, little
girl."

"Oh, I'll love that!" cried Sue, clapping her hands.

And you can imagine how surprised Mrs. Brown was when she saw the pony
cart coming up the drive, with Bunny holding the reins, as though he had
known for a long while how to make Toby go.

"Look, Mother! Look!" cried the little boy. "I'm driving Toby!"

"So I see, Bunny," said Mrs. Brown. "Isn't it wonderful?"

"And I can drive, too," added Sue. "I'm going to show daddy down at the
dock!"

"Oh, won't that be nice!" laughed her mother. "I'm sure you two children
ought to be very happy with such a fine pony and cart!"

And indeed Bunny and Sue were happy. Bunny drove all around the house
and out into the road again, and then Bunker took the reins to guide the
pony down to the fish and boat dock, for the children had not yet been
taught enough about the pony to make it safe for them to drive him on
the main street.

"Now, you take hold, Sue," said Bunker, as they turned into the yard
that led to the dock. "There's your father at the window of the office,
and he can see you drive."

Sue's cheeks glowed rosy in delight as she took the reins; and as she
guided the pony past the little house on the end of the dock, where
Daddy Brown had his office, the little girl cried:

"See what I can do! See what I can do!"

"Oh, fine!" exclaimed Mr. Brown. "Well, Toby didn't run away with you,
did he?"

"Oh, no! He'll never do that!" said Bunny. "We had a dandy ride!"

The children, with Bunker Blue, took turns telling Mr. Brown about their
first ride, and then, not wishing to tire them out, or make Toby too
tired, either, Mr. Brown sent them home in the pony cart, with Bunker to
drive.

"To-morrow you may go out again," said Bunny's father.

And so, for several days after that, Bunke