x Zooelogical Park, and
she calls it Zoo for short. That means a place where animals are kept."

"Wild animals?" asked Bunny.

"Yes."

"Pooh! I know what a Zoo is--it's a circus!" the little boy exclaimed.

"Well, it's partly like that," said his mother. "But that isn't all of
Aunt Lu's letter."

"What else does she say?" asked Sue.

"Why, she writes that she has a surprise for you."

"Oh, what is it?" asked Bunny.

"Tell us!" begged Sue.

"Aunt Lu doesn't say," said Mrs. Brown. "You will have to wait until you
get to Aunt Lu's city home. Then you'll find out what the surprise is."

Bunny and Sue tried all that day to guess, but of course they could not
tell whether they had guessed right or not.

"Oh dear!" sighed Sue. "I wish it was time to go now."

But the days soon passed, and, about a week later, Mrs. Brown, with
Bunny and Sue, were at the railroad station, ready to take the train for
New York. Mr. Brown could not go with them, though he said he would come
later. He went to the station with them, however.

"Here comes the New York train," said Mr. Brown as a whistle sounded
down the track. "Now you're off for Aunt Lu's!"

CHAPTER VII

ON THE TRAIN

Mr. Brown helped his wife and the two children on to the train. Then he
had to hurry down the steps, for the engine was whistling, which meant
that it was about to start off again.

"And I don't want to be carried away with it, much as I would like to
go," said Daddy Brown. "But I'll come to Aunt Lu's and see you before
the winter is over, though now I must stay here, and look after my boat
business, with Bunker Blue."

"Bring Bunker with you when you come to New York," called Bunny to his
father, as the train slowly rolled out of the station.

"All right, perhaps I will," answered Mr. Brown.

Bunny Brown and his sister Sue crowded up to the open car window to wave
a last good-bye to their father, who stood on the depot platform. At
last they could see him no longer, for the train was soon going fast,
and was quickly far away. Then the children settled down to enjoy their
ride.

"Mother, can't I sit next to the window?" begged Sue.

"No, I want to!" cried Bunny.

The children did not often ride in the steam cars, and of course it was
quite a treat for each of them to sit next to the window, where one
could watch the trees, houses, fences and telegraph poles as they seemed
to fly past. In fact Bunny and Sue both wanted the window so