ns now in the woods; that is
Bunny and Sue could see none.

All at once Bunny gave a yell.

"Hoo-oo! Hoo-oo! Hoo-oo!" he cried, as loudly as he could.

"Oh!" cried Sue. "What's the matter, Bunny? Did a snake bite you; or a
mud turtle?"

"Nope. I was just hollerin' so some one would hear me."

"What for?" Sue wanted to know.

"So they would come and take us out of the woods."

"Oh," and Sue laughed then. "I'll holler too," she said.

So she did. Then Bunny called again, and he and Sue called together, as
loudly as they could.

But no one answered them.

All they could hear was an echo--the sound of their own voices coming
back to them, "bouncing" like a rubber ball. They had heard that before,
so they knew what an echo was. But an echo only repeats the same things
that are said. It does not help to find the way out of the woods, and
Bunny and Sue were still lost.

They went on farther, but they did not know whether they were going
toward home, or away from it. Sue, in spite of brave little Bunny, was
beginning to get frightened now. Tears came into her eyes, though they
did not fall.

"I--I'm so tired, Bunny," she said. "I want to go home!"

"So do I, Sue. But we've got to get on the right path, and I can't find
it."

"Let's try this one," said the little girl, as they came to a place
where there were two paths through the woods. One went off toward the
left side, and the other to the right.

"I'll take one path," said Bunny, "and you can take the other, Sue."

"Oh, no!"

"Why not?"

"'Cause then we'd both be lost."

"Well, we're both lost now."

"Yes," said Sue, "I know. But now we're both lost together, but if we
were lost all alone I'd be scareder than I am now. Don't go away,
Bunny."

"I won't. But which path shall we take?"

Sue thought for a minute. Then she tried a little game that the children
sometimes played.

Shutting her eyes, Sue pointed her fat little hand first at one path,
and then the other, while she said:

"My-mother-told-me-to-take-this-one!"

And she moved her hand back and forth, pointing first at one path and
then at the other. When she said the last word--"one"--her hand was
pointing at the left hand path.

"We'll take this one, Bunny," she said.

"All right, Sue. Maybe this one will take us home."

So they walked on and on. But Sue's guess had not been a very good one,
even though she had played her queer little game. She and Bunny were
deeper in the woods