ay take you up there
after a bit. Then you can see how it seems to play on a roof, instead of
down on the ground. We have to do queer things in big cities."

Bunny Brown and his sister Sue certainly thought so.

As they entered the apartment house the children found themselves in a
wide hall, with marble floor and sides. There was a nice carpet over the
marble floor and bright electric lights glowed from the ceiling.

"Right in here," said Aunt Lu, leading the children toward what seemed
to be a little room with an iron door, like the iron gate to some park.
A colored boy, with many brass buttons on his blue coat, stood at the
door.

"Jes' yo' all wait an' see what gwine t' happen!" said Wopsie.

"Why, what is going to happen?" asked Bunny.

"Oh, ho! Yo' all jes' wait!" exclaimed Wopsie, laughing at her secret.

"What is it? I don't want anything to happen!" cried Sue hanging back.

"Oh, it isn't anything, dear. This is just the elevator," said Aunt Lu.
"Get in and you'll have a nice ride."

"Oh, I like a ride," Sue said.

In she stepped with Bunny, her mother, Aunt Lu and Wopsie. The colored
boy, who was also smiling, and showing his white teeth as Wopsie was
doing, closed the iron door. Then, all of a sudden, Bunny and Sue felt
themselves shooting upward.

"Oh! Oh!" cried Bunny. "We're in a balloon! We're in a balloon! We're
going up!"

"Just like a skyrocket on the Fourth of July!" added Sue. She was not
afraid now. She was clapping her hands.

Up and up and up they went!

"Oh, what makes it?" asked Bunny. "Is it a balloon, Aunt Lu?"

"No, dear, it's just the elevator. You see this big house is so high
that you would get tired climbing the stairs up to my rooms, so we go
up in the elevator. It lifts us up, and in England they call them
'lifts' on this account."

"Oh, I see!" Bunny cried, as he looked up and saw that he was in a sort
of square steel cage, going up what seemed to be a long tunnel; standing
up instead of lying on the ground as a railroad tunnel lies. "I see!
We're going up, just like a bucket of water comes up out of the well."

"That's it!" said Aunt Lu. "And when we go down we go down just like the
bucket going down in the well."

"It's fun! I like it!" and Sue clapped her hands. "I like the elevator!"

"Yes'm, it sho' am fun!" echoed Wopsie.

"Wopsie would ride up and down all day if I'd let her," said Aunt Lu.
"But here we are at my floor. Now wasn't that better than climbing