l be glad to run to your camp. I never want to see Mr. Bixby
again."

"What made him stick pins and needles into you?"

"Maybe he didn't exactly do that. Maybe it only felt that way, for you
couldn't see anything. He said he was doing it for an experiment."

"That's what the teacher does for the boys in the high school where we
go, only we're in the lower class," said Bunny. "Some of the experiments
make a funny smell."

"Well, there's no smell to this," said Tom. "Now let's get out of here."

Led by Bunny and Sue, with Splash running on ahead, the ragged boy was
soon out of the cave.

Bunny and Sue looked across the lake for a sight of their father in his
boat coming back, but as they did not see him, Bunny said:

"I know what we can do to have some fun."

"What?" asked Sue, always ready for a good time.

"We can go in Mr. Bailey's barn and slide down the hay. He said we
could do it any time without asking."

"Oh, let's do it then!" Sue cried. "You'll come, won't you?" she asked
the ragged boy.

"Course I will! I like hay-sliding. I don't mind being stuck with
prickers that way."

The three were soon sliding down the hay in the mow, coming to an end
with a bump in a pile of hay on the barn floor.

All at once Bunny gave a cry, as he was part way down the slide, and he
dug his hands into the hay to stop himself from going further.

"What's the matter?" asked Sue. "Did you slide on a thistle?"

"No, not a thistle but I slid over something sharp. I'm going to find
out what it is."

Bunny poked around in the hay, and uttered a cry of astonishment as he
brought out one of his toy cars from his electric railroad that had been
stolen.

CHAPTER XVI

THE ANGRY GOBBLER

"Oh, what is it?" asked Sue.

"Where'd you find it?" Tom questioned.

"It's part of my lost railroad," explained Bunny, answering the first
question. "And I found it hidden under the hay. I must have stuck myself
on one of the sharp corners of the little car as I slid down, and I
stopped right away, 'cause I thought it might be an egg."

"An egg!" exclaimed Tom.

"Yes," answered Bunny. "Once I was sliding down hay, just like now, and
I slid into a hen's nest. It was partly covered over with hay and I
didn't see it. There were thirteen eggs in the nest, and I busted every
one! Didn't I Sue?"

"No you didn't, Bunny Brown! That was me!"

"Oh!" Bunny looked very queer for a moment, then he laughed as he
remembered what really