p the path with a message on which he had been sent by Mr.
Brown, Bunny's mother called to him:

"Oh, Bunker, stop the auto! Bunny started it somehow. He's ridden
nearly all around the drive, but he can't stop!"

"It's running on the battery," said Bunker, after listening a moment to
the electric hum. Then he swung himself up on the seat of the moving car
beside Bunny, shut off the electric starter and put on the brakes.

"There you are, Bunny!" cried Bunker. "Right as can be!"

"I steered her nearly all the way around the house," said the small boy
with pride.

"But you must never do it again," commanded his mother. "Never! Oh, how
you frightened me, Bunny!"

"I'm sorry! I won't do it again," said the little fellow; and he really
meant it.

"How did you come to do it?" asked Bunker.

"It just did itself," said the small boy. "I climbed up on the seat, and
made believe I was steering, just like you or daddy, when, all of a
sudden, off she went. I 'most busted down a tree, but I didn't really.
And I went all around the house. I guess now daddy will let me steer the
car out on the road."

"Not for a few days yet," said Bunker Blue with a laugh.

"Mr. Brown told me to tell you," he went on to Mrs. Brown, "that he
would go a day earlier than he counted on, if you could get ready."

"It won't take me long to pack," said Mrs. Brown. "But why didn't he
telephone?"

"Our machine is out of order. The men are fixing it, and anyhow I had to
come up this way."

"Well, I'm glad you came in time," said Mrs. Brown, as she led Bunny
back to the house. "You are very good, Bunker."

"Yes, and I want you to show me how to stop that electric starter when
it starts to start," said Bunny.

"Some day--maybe," promised Bunker, smiling.

"Well, if we're going sooner, I'll have to hurry up and get my things
packed," said Bunny. "Have you got yours, Sue?"

"Most of 'em. You ought to see how bright my Teddy bear's eyes shine
since daddy put new batteries inside Sallie Malinda," rattled on Sue.
"I can 'most see to read my Mother Goose by them in the dark."

"Well, I'm going to get my things ready," said Bunny.

The next few days were busy ones in the Brown home. The big automobile
was packed with bed clothes and with things for the children, their
father and mother and Uncle Tad to wear, and also with things to eat.

At last, one morning, all was ready for the start.

"Good-bye," waved Mary, the cook, who was to have a vac