n an
Indian, and at last he made believe he was shot so he could be ill. Sue
was very fond of playing nurse, and she liked to cover Bunny up, feel
his pulse and feed him bread pills rolled in sugar. Bunny liked these
pills, too.

"Well, now we've got everything eaten up," said Bunny, as he gathered up
the last crumbs of the pie his mother had baked in the oil stove which
they had brought to camp. "Let's go and see what the surprise is."

"I'm not so _sure_ it is a surprise," returned Sue slowly. "Mother
didn't say so. She just said she wouldn't tell us until you got all
make-believe well again. So I suppose it's a surprise. Don't you think
so, too?"

"I guess I do," answered Bunny. "But come on, we'll soon find out."

As the children came out from under the bush where they had been
playing, there was a crashing in the brush and Sue cried:

"Oh, maybe that's some more of those Indians."

"Pooh! We're not playing Indians _now_," said Bunny. "That game's all
over. I guess it's Splash."

"Oh, that's nice!" cried Sue. "I was wondering where he'd gone."

A big, happy-looking and friendly dog came bursting through the bushes.
He wagged his tail, and his big red tongue dangled out of his mouth, for
it was a warm day.

"Oh, Splash; you came just too late!" cried Sue. "We've eaten up
everything!"

"All except the crumbs," said Bunny.

Splash saw the crumbs almost as soon as Bunny spoke, and with his red
tongue the dog licked them up from the top of the box which the children
had used for a table under the bushes.

"Come on," called Bunny after a bit. "Let's go and find out what mother
wants. Maybe she's baked some cookies for us."

"Didn't you have enough with the cake, pie and milk?" Sue asked.

"Oh, I could eat more," replied Bunny Brown. In fact, he seemed always
to be hungry, his mother said, though she did not let him eat enough to
make himself ill.

"Well, come on," called Sue. "We'll go and see what mother has for us."

Through the woods ran the children, toward the lake and the white tents
gleaming among the green trees. Mr. Brown went to the city twice a week,
making the trip in a small automobile he ran himself. Sometimes he would
stay in the city over night, and Mother Brown and Uncle Tad and the
children would stay in the tents in the big woods where they were not
far from a farmhouse.

Splash, the happy-go-lucky dog, bounded on ahead of Bunny Brown and his
sister Sue. The children followed as fa