I guess Laddie
has a new riddle. He's hollering about why does a boat sink. But Vi's
crying, I think."

"Oh, my!" exclaimed Mrs. Bunker, again stopping in her work of packing a
trunk. "I hope those children haven't fallen into the brook!"




CHAPTER VIII

"WHERE IS MARGY?"


Led by Russ, Mrs. Bunker and Norah hurried down to the brook that ran
through the green meadow. It was just like the time they ran when Rose
called them about Mun's balloon.

"Did you see anything happen, Russ?" asked his mother.

"No'm, I didn't," he answered. "I was making a box to take some of my
things to Grandma Bell's, and I heard Vi yell and Laddie asking a riddle."

"Asking a riddle?"

"Well, it _sounded_ like a riddle," Russ answered. "He kept saying: 'What
made the boat sink? Oh, Vi, what made the boat sink?'"

"I hope it _was_ only a riddle, and that nothing has happened," said Mrs.
Bunker.

"Maybe it'll be no worse than Mun and his balloon," said Norah. "Anyhow,
I can see the two children!" and she pointed across the green meadow to
the brook. "They seem to be all right."

There, on the grassy bank, was Laddie jumping up and down, and pointing to
something in the water. And the something was Vi though she appeared to be
out in the middle of the brook, in a part where it was deep enough to come
over the knees of Russ.

"What's the matter, Laddie?" asked his mother. "Has anything happened to
Vi?"

"She's in the boat, and it's sunk," was the answer. "Oh, what made the
boat sink?"

"Silly boy! Stop asking riddles at a time like this!" cried Mrs. Bunker.
"What do you mean, Laddie?"

"It isn't a riddle at all," he answered. "The boat did sink and Vi is in
it. What made it?"

"A boat! Sure there's no boat on the brook, unless the boy made one
himself," said Norah.

"I did make one--out of a box, and Vi was riding in it, but it sank," said
Laddie. "What made it sink?"

Then Mrs. Bunker, Norah and Russ came near enough to the shore of the
brook to see what had happened. Out in th

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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Joanna Baillie (September 11, 1762February 23, 1851) was a Scottish poet and dramatist. Baillie was very well-known during her lifetime and, though a woman, intended her plays not for the closet but for the stage. Admired both for her literary powers and her sweetness of disposition, her cottage at Hampstead was the centre of a brilliant literary society. Baillie died at the age of 88, her faculties remaining unimpaired to the last.