have something for you if you will go and get something for
me," said Mother Brown. "I want you to go to the farmhouse and get me a
pail of milk. Some one took what I was saving to make a pudding with, so
I'll have to get more milk."

"We took it to play soldier and nurse with," confessed Sue. "I'm sorry,
Momsie----"

"Oh, it doesn't matter, dear," said Mrs. Brown. "I like to have you
drink all the milk you want. But now you'll have to get more for me, as
there is not enough for supper and the pudding."

"We'll go for the milk," said Bunny. "And when we get back we can play
with the bear and the toy train."

"I'll try to have the toy train running for you when you come back with
the milk," said Mr. Brown. "Trot along now."

Mrs. Brown gave Bunny the milk pail, and soon he and Sue, leaving Splash
behind this time, started down the road to the farmhouse where they got
their milk. The farmer sent his boy every day with milk for those at
Camp Rest-a-While, but this time Bunny and Sue had used more than usual,
and Mrs. Brown had to send for some extra.

It did not take Bunny and Sue long to reach the farmhouse, where their
pail was filled by the farmer's wife.

"We've got a surprise at our camp," said Bunny, as they started away,
the little boy carefully carrying the pail of milk.

"Indeed! Is that so? What is it?" asked the farmer's wife.

"We've got two surprises," said Sue. "Daddy brought them from the city.
Bunny has a toy train of cars that runs with a city."

"She means _electricity_," explained Bunny with a laugh, but saying the
big word very slowly.

"I don't care. It sounds like that," declared Sue. "And I've got a Teddy
bear and its eyes are little e-lec-tri-_city_ lamps, and they shine like
anything when you push a button in his back."

"Those are certainly two fine surprises," said the farmer's wife. "Now
be careful not to spill your milk."

"We'll be careful," promised Bunny.

He and Sue walked along the country road toward their camp. Suddenly on
a fence Sue saw a squirrel running along.

"Oh, look, Bunny!" she cried.

"Where?" asked her brother.

"On that fence. A big gray squirrel!"

"Oh, what a fine, big one!" cried Bunny. "Maybe we can catch him and put
him in a cage with a wheel that goes around."

Bunny carefully set the pail of milk down at the side of the road, out
of the way in case any wagons or automobiles should come along. Then he
ran after the squirrel, that had come to a s