hem, for if any one went too near she would make a queer noise, and
ruffle up her feathers, just as she had when Bunny reached for his ball
near her.

It was two or three days after this that Bunny Brown and his sister Sue
awakened one morning, and saw something queer out on the side of
grandpa's barn.

"Oh, look!" exclaimed Sue, who saw it first. "What a big picture,
Bunny!"

Indeed it was a large one, brightly colored, showing elephants, lions,
tigers and horses, all in a big ring. And there were men and ladies
jumping from the top of a tent, into nets underneath.

"Oh, it's a circus picture!" cried Bunny. "How did it get there,
Grandpa?"

"A man came along early this morning, and pasted it up," said Grandpa
Brown.

Bunny and Sue ran out to look at the circus picture. It was a fine, big
one, and the more they looked at it the more the children liked it.
Finally Bunny said:

"Sue, I've got an idea! Such a big idea!"

"Oh, what is it," asked Sue. "What's an idea? Is it good to eat?"

Bunny did not exactly know what an idea was, but he had heard his mother
and father say that word.

"Sue!" exclaimed Bunny in a sort of whisper, "if that circus is coming
to town we'll go--you and me. We'll go to the circus!"

"Oh, Bunny!" cried Sue, clapping her hands. "That will be just fine! But
how can we go?"

CHAPTER XXII

OFF TO THE CIRCUS

Bunny Brown thought for a minute. He and Sue looked at the gay circus
poster, and the more he looked at it the more he felt that he and his
sister must go and see the big show in the white tent.

"How can we go, Bunny?" asked Sue.

Bunny Brown wrinkled up his forehead. He always did that when he was
thinking hard, and now that the "big idea" had come to him he was
thinking harder than ever.

"First we'll have to find out where the circus is going to be," he said.
"We'll ask grandpa. He'll know."

"Do you s'pose mother will let us go?" asked Sue.

"I don't know. We'll have to ask. First we'll find out where the show is
going to be."

Bunny and Sue stood a little while longer looking at the circus
picture. As they turned this way and that, peering at the big elephant,
the savage-looking lion, the striped tiger and the hippopotamus, with
his mouth so widely open, Bunker Blue came along whistling.

"Maybe Bunker knows!" cried Sue.

"Knows what?" asked the red-haired lad, stopping near the two children.
"What do you think I know?"

"Where the circus is going to