Bunny Brown and His Sister Sue and Their Shetland Pony | Page 6

It was all right for them to have a ride in the
ark.
Down the road they went, toward East Milford, where the ark was to be
left for repairs.
"Will we have to walk back?" asked Bunny, talking through the front
window to his father.
"No, I guess we can come back by train. It's too far to walk on a warm

day."
"I like to ride in a train," said Sue, as she held her doll in her lap, while
Bunny put aside his little wooden boat. The auto was no place to do
any whittling, he found.
As the big ark went around a bend in the road the children, looking
ahead, suddenly saw something at which they cried:
"Oh, look!"
"What a dandy little pony!" added Bunny.
"And it's afraid!" said Sue.
Coming down the road toward the big ark was a small Shetland pony,
hitched to a basket cart, and in the cart sat a little man. He was not as
large as Bunker Blue, who wasn't a grown-up man yet.
Something certainly seemed to be the matter with the pony. He reared
on his hind legs, and tried to turn around and run back. The man stood
up in the cart and shouted something, but the children could not tell
what it was.
"Stop the ark, Bunker!" cried Mr. Brown. "The big auto is frightening
the little pony! Stop!"
But it was too late, for, a moment later, the Shetland pony broke loose
from the cart, turned around and started to run back up the road.
The man, again shouting something, leaped out of the cart and ran back
after the pony.
"Come on, Bunker!" cried Mr. Brown. "This was partly our fault! We
must help the man catch the pony!"
"And we'll help!" said Bunny and Sue, as they, too, got out of the ark.
So, while this is happening, I'll take just a moment to tell my new

readers something about the two children, whose adventures I am to
relate to you in this book. This volume is the eighth one in the series.
The first, called "Bunny Brown and His Sister Sue," introduced you to
the two children. In that first book I told you that they lived with their
father and mother, Mr. and Mrs. Walter Brown in the seaport town of
Bellemere, on Sandport Bay. Mr. Brown was in the boat and fish
business, and hired a number of men and boys, of whom Bunker was
one.
With the family also lived Uncle Tad, of whom I have spoken, and then
there was the hired girl, and Splash, the dog. The children loved them
both, and they also loved Jed Winkler, an old sailor of the town, but
Miss Euphemia Winkler, his sister, they did not love so well, though
they liked the funny antics of Wango, a monkey, that Mr. Winkler had
brought back from one of his many voyages.
Bunny Brown was about six years old, and Sue was a year younger.
She had brown eyes and curly hair, and Bunny's eyes were blue, and
his hair had once been curly, but now was getting straighter. Bunny and
Sue were always having fun, and if you want to read about some of it
just look in the second book, which tells about them on Grandpa's farm.
There Bunny Brown and his Sister Sue played circus and had even
better times, as related in that volume. In Aunt Lu's city home
they--well, I guess it will be best if you read that book for yourselves,
instead of having me telling you partly about it here.
In Camp-Rest-a-While the two children had more good times, and also
when they went to the big woods. And just before the things that I am
going to tell you about in this book, Bunny and his sister, with their
parents, went on an auto tour in the ark. They traveled, ate, and slept in
the big moving van that Mr. Brown had had put on an automobile
frame and there were no end of good times.
And now, from the same ark, which was being taken to the shop,
Bunny and Sue had seen the Shetland pony so frightened that he ran
away.
"Oh, Daddy! do you s'pose he'll be hurt?" asked Bunny, as he and his

sister hurried after their father and Bunker Blue.
"Who, the man or the pony?" asked Mr. Brown, for both were now out
of sight.
"The pony," answered Sue. "Oh, how I could love him!"
"So could I!" exclaimed Bunny. "He was a dandy!"
"I didn't think our ark could scare anything as much as it scared the
little horse," said Bunker Blue. "I guess he'd never seen a big auto
before."
"Perhaps not," replied Mr. Brown. "Well, we