ed Sue. "And maybe to-day he'll find Fred."

"How can he?" asked Bunny.

"Because you know the funny old man who stopped us, to see if we were a
traveling show, said that boy banjo player was to come to this town. And
even if the one he saw _was_ colored it might be Fred blacked up."

"That's so," agreed Bunny. "We'll get daddy to ask."

A breakfast was cooked in the auto and eaten out-of-doors, because it
was such a lovely morning. More than once as they ate in the shadow of
the big car other autoists, passing, waved a merry greeting to the happy
little party, and as horse-drawn carts and wagons passed along the road
on their way into town, many curious glances were cast at the travelers.

It was rather a strange way of making a journey, but it suited the
Browns, and they preferred their big automobile to any railroad train
they could have had.

After breakfast they set off again, passing through the city.

Mr. Brown asked several persons there about the traveling medicine show
with the colored banjo player. Many had seen it, but some were sure the
banjo-playing boy was a real negro, while others said he was only
blackened up. At any rate the show had traveled on, and no one knew
where it would be next met with.

"Well, it may have been Fred, and it may not," said Mr. Brown. "I must
write and ask Mr. Ward if his son could imitate a negro, singing and
playing the banjo, and whether he ever dressed up and did that sort of
thing."

The progress of the big automobile through the town attracted many
persons, not a few of whom believed it to be a traveling show, and they
were disappointed when some sort of performance was not given.

The Browns were soon out in the sunny country again, traveling along a
shady level road. Bunny and Sue played with their toys, and at noon,
when they stopped for lunch, they had a romping game of tag in the woods
and fields near-by.

After the noon rest they went on again, the two dogs running along,
sometimes ahead of the automobile and sometimes behind it.

"I'm going to put darling Sallie Malinda to sleep," said Sue after a
while. "And I'm going to let her sleep near the back door of the car."

"Why?" asked Bunny, who was very fond of asking questions.

"She isn't feeling very well, and the air will do her good," answered
Sue, who made her "make-believe" very real to herself.

So, having made a nice bed of rags for her Teddy bear, Sue put Sallie
Malinda to sleep near the rear