were safe at home. They went in without awakening Uncle Tad or
Mary, the cook. The other people also went home. Mr. Winkler fastened
Wango so he could not get loose, and soon everyone was asleep again,
even the bell-ringing monkey.

In the morning Bunny and Sue went over to see the old sailor's pet.
Wango jumped around on his perch and chattered, for he liked the
children.

"I--I wish we'd had him in the circus at grandpa's farm," said Bunny, as
he watched Wango do some of his tricks. "He would have made them all
laugh."

"Yes," said Sue. "Wango is funny!" and she petted the little, brown
animal.

When Bunny and Sue reached home again, munching on some cookies Miss
Winkler had given them, they found their mother reading a letter.

"Good news, children!" Mother Brown cried. "Good news!"

"Oh, are we going back to grandpa's farm?" asked Bunny.

"No, not this time," said his mother. "This is a letter from Aunt Lu.
She invites us to come to her home, in New York City, to spend the fall
and winter. Oh, it's just a lovely invitation from Aunt Lu!"

CHAPTER IV

ON THE GROCERY WAGON

Bunny Brown and his sister Sue began to dance up and down, and to clap
their fat little hands. They always did this when they were happy over
some pleasure that was coming. And surely it would be a pleasure to go
to Aunt Lu's city home.

"Oh, Mother, may we go?" cried Bunny.

"Please say we can!" begged Sue.

"Why, yes, I think we'll go," smiled Mother Brown. "I have been thinking
for some time of paying Aunt Lu a visit, and, now that she asks us to
come, I think we will go."

"And will daddy come?" Bunny wanted to know.

"Well, he can't come and stay as long as we shall stay, perhaps," said
Mrs. Brown, "but he may be with us part of the time, as he was at
grandpa's farm."

"Oh, goodie! What fun we'll have! Oh, goodie! What fun we'll have!" sang
Sue, dancing around, holding her doll by one arm.

"And we'll ride in street cars, and on the steam cars," said Bunny, "and
I'll see a policeman and a fireman and the fire engines, and we'll have
ice cream cones, and--and----"

But that was all the little boy could think of just then, and he had to
stop to catch his breath, which had nearly got away from him, he had
talked so fast.

"There won't be any horses to ride, and we can't see the ducks and
chickens," said Sue, "like we did on grandpa's farm in the country,
Bunny."

"No, but we can see lots of other things in the