hand-organ man won't give you a monkey," said Bunny's
mother, "but, if one does, you'll have to say that you're much obliged,
but that you can't keep it."

"Well," broke in Sue, "can we give this dog something to eat and drink,
Aunt Lu? We promised him some."

"Yes, you can do that. Poor dog, he's probably a stray one, and will be
glad of a meal. Mary will get you some cold meat and a pail of water,
and you can take it down to the poor dog. But don't invite him up here,
Bunny dear."

The children were sorry they could not keep the dog they had found in
the street, but perhaps it was better not to have him. They gave him the
water and meat, standing with Henry in the lower hall while the animal
ate and drank. Then the elevator boy loosened the string from the dog's
collar.

"Run along now!" called Henry, and the dog with a bark, and a wag of his
tail, trotted off down the street.

"He's happy, anyhow," remarked Sue. "Dogs is always happy when they wag
their tails; aren't they Bunny?"

"I guess so. Well, what will we do next?"

That question was answered for Bunny and Sue when they went up stairs
again. For Wopsie was waiting to take them to a moving picture show not
far away. There Bunny and Sue had a good time the rest of the afternoon.

It was two or three days after this that, as Bunny and Sue were walking
up and down on the sidewalk in front of Aunt Lu's house, waiting for
Wopsie to come down and go with them to another moving picture show, the
two children saw, walking along, a very ragged man. And, as they watched
him, they saw the poor man stoop over a can of ashes on the street, and
take from it a piece of dried bread, which he began to eat as though
very hungry indeed.

"Oh, Bunny! Look at that!" cried Sue.

"What is it?" asked the little boy.

"That man! He's so hungry he took bread out of the ash can."

"He must be terrible hungry," said Bunny. "Oh, Sue, I know what we can
do!"

"What?"

"We can get him something to eat," said Bunny. "I heard Aunt Lu say she
didn't know what she was going to do with all the meat left over from
dinner. This man would like it, I'm sure. We can ask him up to Aunt
Lu's rooms. She'll feed him."

"All right," cried Sue, always ready to do what Bunny did.

"We'll ask him. But we won't take him up in the elevator, Sue," Bunny
went on.

"Why not?"

"'Cause maybe Henry won't let him come up, same as he wouldn't let the
dog we found. We'll walk up the stairs wit