unce out of the wagon," explained Grandpa
Brown.

"And I'll hold 'em good and tight!" laughed Bunker. "I won't let 'em go
overboard."

To go "overboard," means, of course, to fall out of a boat.

Now the wagon, in which Bunny Brown and the others rode to the picnic,
was not a boat. But you see Bunker Blue was so used to being in and
about boats that he always talked of them, speaking as sailors do. If
anything is lost out of a boat, it goes "overboard," and that was what
Bunker was not going to let happen to the lunch baskets on the picnic
trip.

"For if the lunch goes overboard we'd go hungry," he said. "So I'll hold
the baskets."

"These horses can't go as fast as my nice team, that the Gypsies took,"
said Grandpa Brown, when they were all ready to start.

"Well, we're in no hurry," said Grandma Brown. "The picnic will last all
day."

As grandpa drove out on the road Bunny and Sue saw many wagons, from
other farms, coming along. It seemed that all who could were coming to
the Sunday-school picnic, which was held every year. In many of the
farm-wagons were boys and girls. Bunny and Sue looked at them, wondering
if any of the little folks would play with them.

Even if grandpa's second team of horses did not go very fast, they were
soon at the picnic grounds, in a grove of trees, near a pretty little
lake. Grandpa put his wagon and horses under a shed, with many others.
The baskets of lunch were left there in the shade, and while the older
folk found some benches to sit on, and talk, Bunny and Sue, with other
boys and girls, walked off through the woods to see what they could
find.

They found a pump, where they had a drink of water. Then they tossed
sticks into the lake, to make believe they were boats. There were also
swings in the shade, and in these Bunny and another boy had a fine time.

Sue said she did not care to swing just then. She had two dolls, one
under each arm, and she walked about, looking for some little girl to
whom she might lend one, so they could "play house" together.

Finally Sue saw a little girl in a blue dress, who seemed to be all
alone. This little girl stood by herself, watching the others play
"Ring-around the Rosey."

Sue went up to her and said, kindly:

"Wouldn't you like to play dolls?"

"Yes--yes, I would, but I haven't any doll."

"I'll let you take one of mine." Sue held out her best doll to the
little girl. It is always polite, you know, to give company, and your