ddy?" asked Laddie. "Really?"
"Oh, yes, they have sleeping-cars," said Mr. Bunker.
"Do the cars sleep?" asked Laddie, his eyes opening wide in surprise. "Oh,
that's funny--a sleeping-car. And--and----Say! maybe I can think up a
riddle about a sleeping-car," he added.
"You'd better think about drinking your milk, and getting good and fat,
with rosy cheeks, so Grandma Bell will like to kiss them," said Mother
Bunker with a laugh. "Don't think so much about riddles or sleeping-cars."
"Maybe I can think of a riddle with a sleeping-car in it and some milk,
too," said Laddie.
"Perhaps you can!" laughed Daddy Bunker. "A cow in a sleeping-car would do
for that."
After the children had gone to bed--each one eager to dream about Grandma
Bell--Mr. and Mrs. Bunker sat up and talked about what was to be done.
"It's too bad about those papers the tramp took in the old coat," said
Mrs. Bunker.
"Yes, I am sorry to lose them," said her husband. "But perhaps the tramp
may be found, and I may get them back."
Russ, Rose, and all the rest of the six little Bunkers got up early next
morning.
"Is It Fourth of July yet?" asked Munroe.
"No, not yet, Mun Bun," answered Rose with a laugh. "But it soon will
be--in a few days."
"I'm going to finish my cannon," said Russ.
"Come on!" called Laddie to his twin sister Vi. "Let's go down and dig a
hole in the sand pile."
"What for?" she asked. Violet hardly ever did anything without first
asking a question about it.
"Huh?"
"What for we dig a hole?"
"To put fire-crackers in," answered Laddie. "And when they shoot
off--'Bang!'--they'll make the sand go up in the air."
"Like a sky-rocket?" asked Vi.
"Yes, I guess maybe like a sky-rocket," answered Laddie.
So down to the sand pile he and his sister went. Mun Bun and Margy played
in the grass in the side yard, Russ whittled away at his wooden cannon,
whistling the while, and Rose, after she had done a little dusting, made a
new dress for her doll.
"'Cause I want her to loo
Notka biograficzna
Reverend Nehemiah Adams (born February 19, 1806; died October 6, 1878) was an American clergyman and writer. He was born in Salem, Massachusetts, in 1806 to Nehemiah Adams and Mehitabel Torrey Adams. He graduated from Harvard University in 1826, and from Andover Theological Seminary in 1829. He was ordained as co-pastor of First Congregational Church in Cambridge, Massachusetts, that same year. In 1832, he married Martha Hooper.
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