appy again. Finally Sue said:

"Bunny, do you know where that hermit's hut is--the one where you got
the milk the time the dog drank it?"

"Yes," slowly answered Bunny. "I do. But what about it?"

"Let's go there," answered Sue. "Maybe he has my Sallie Malinda. Daddy
was going to take us there, but he had to go away so quickly he didn't
have time. But you and I can go. I'm sure he'd give us my Teddy bear if
he had her."

"I guess he would," agreed Bunny. "But what would he want with it?
Anyhow, we'll go and see."

So he and Sue, saying nothing to their mother, except that they were
going off into the big woods back of the camp, left the tent and headed
for the hermit's cabin.

On and on they went, leaving Splash behind, for, of late, their dog had
not followed them as often as he had done before.

They had tramped through the woods for about an hour, looking in all
sorts of places for the missing Teddy bear and the toy train, when Sue
suddenly asked:

"Aren't we near his cabin now, Bunny? It seems as if we'd come an awful
long way."

"I was beginning to think so myself," said the little boy. "Yet I was
sure it was over this way."

The children walked on a little farther, but found themselves only
deeper in the big woods. Finally Sue stopped and said:

"Bunny, do you know where we are?"

"No, I don't," he answered.

"Then we're lost," said Sue, shaking her head. "We're lost in the woods,
Bunny Brown, and we'll never get home!"

CHAPTER XI

THE HERMIT AGAIN

Bunny Brown was a wise little lad, considering that he was only about
seven years old. But many of those years had been spent with his father
going about in the woods, and while there Mr. Brown had told him much
about the birds, bugs and animals they saw under the trees. So that the
woods were not exactly strange to Bunny.

Above all, he was not afraid in them, except maybe when he was all alone
on a dark night. And one thing had Mr. Brown especially impressed on
Bunny. This was:

"Never get frightened when you think you are lost in the woods. If you
think you are lost, you may be sure you can either find your way out, or
some one will find you in a little while.

"So the best thing to do when you fear you are lost is to sit quietly
down on a log, think which way you believe your camp or home is, think
where the sun gets up in the morning and where it goes to bed in the
night. And, whatever you do, don't rush about, calling and yellin