nd liked it very much. After they came out they went to
a drug store, and had ice-cream.

One day Aunt Lu said to Bunny and Sue:

"How would you like to go to the aquarium?"

"What's that?" asked Bunny. "Is it like a moving picture show?"

"Well, it is moving, and it is a show," answered Aunt Lu, with a smile.
"But it is not exactly pictures. It is a big building down at the end of
New York City, in a place called Battery Park, and in the building are
tanks and pools, where live fish are swimming around. There are also
seals, alligators and turtles. Would you like to go to see that?"

Bunny and Sue thought they would, very much, and a little later, with
their mother and Aunt Lu, they were in the aquarium. All around the
building, which was in the shape of a circle, were glass tanks, in which
big and little fish could be seen swimming about. In white tile-lined
pools, in the middle of the floor, were larger fish, alligators, turtles
and other things. Bunny was delighted.

"Oh, if I could only catch some of these big fish," he said to Sue.

"But you can't!"

"Maybe I can," he said to her in a whisper. "I brought some pins with
me, and some string. I'm going to try and catch a fish. Come on over
here."

From his pocket Bunny took a string and a pin. His mother and his aunt
were looking down in the pool where some seals were swimming about.
Bunny, holding Sue's hand, led her over to the other side of the
aquarium where there was a pool containing some large fish, and some big
turtles.

"I'm going to fish here," said Bunny Brown.

CHAPTER XVI

LOST IN NEW YORK

Bunny's sister Sue did not think her brother was doing anything wrong.
She had so often seen him do many things that other boys did not do that
she thought whatever Bunny did was all right.

"How you going to catch fish?" she asked.

"I'll show you," Bunny answered. "But don't call mother or Aunt Lu. They
want to stay looking at the seals. I've seen enough of them."

But I think, though, that the real reason Bunny did not want Sue to call
his mother, or his aunt, was because he was afraid they might stop him
from trying to catch a fish.

And that was what Bunny Brown was going to try to do.

While Sue watched, Bunny bent a pin up in the shape of a hook. He and
his sister had often fished with such hooks down in the brook near
their house. Bunny tied the bent pin to the end of a long string, and
then he walked over toward the white, tile-