And we can eat it when we come home!" exclaimed Bunny. "We'll be hungry
then. I'm always hungry after a picnic; aren't you, Sue?"

"Yes, Bunny. But, Mother, maybe we could take along some of the cake."

"Oh, we have enough without that," her grandmother told Sue. "We'll save
that until we get home. I'll put it in the pantry. Now all the baskets
are packed. Get ready, children. Grandpa will soon be here with the
wagon, and we'll ride off to the picnic grounds. It's a lovely day."

It was. The sun was shining down from the blue sky, and there was a
nice, cool wind, so that it was not too hot. There had been a little
rain the night before, and the roads were not dusty. It would be cool
and fresh in the woods. No better day for a picnic could be wished for.
Bunny and Sue were very happy.

So was Splash, the big dog, for he ran about, here and there, barking
and wagging his tail. To look at him you would have thought that he had
gotten up the whole picnic, all by himself.

Clean napkins were put over the lunch baskets. Lemon juice had been
squeezed into glass jars, with sugar, so that only water from a spring,
or well, would have to be put in to make lemonade.

Bunny and Sue were washed, combed and dressed, all ready for the picnic.
They did not wear their best clothes, for they wanted to romp about and
play in the woods. Bunny said he was going to climb trees, and you can't
do that if you wear your best clothes.

"But if you climb a tree," remarked Sue, "don't get your foot caught in
one, as you did before, Bunny, and have to have your shoe taken off."

"I won't do that," promised the little boy. "I'll only climb easy
trees."

"I'm going to take two of my dolls," said Sue. "Then if I see a little
girl that hasn't any, I can lend her one of mine, and we can play
together."

"That will be nice," said Grandma Brown. "Here comes grandpa with the
horses."

Grandpa Brown drove up to the side door with a wagon that had three
seats in it. He and Papa Brown would sit on the front one, where grandpa
could drive the horses. Bunny and Sue were to sit on the middle seat,
and on the last one grandma and Mother Brown would sit.

"But what about Bunker Blue?" asked Bunny. "Isn't he coming, too?" For
both Bunny and Sue liked the big red-haired boy very much, and he liked
them.

"Oh, yes, Bunker is coming," said Mother Brown.

"He is going to sit on a box in back of the last seat, and hold the
lunch baskets, so they won't bo