watch what was going on.

"I guess you children brought me good luck," said Mr. Hurd, the red-haired
fisherman. "I'm going to row along now, but I'll keep my eyes open for the
tramp lumberman that may have your father's papers."

"Thank you," said Russ.

The six little Bunkers watched until the fisherman was out of sight around
the next point, and then they started to play again.

"I thought sure he was the one that daddy wanted," said Russ, a little
sadly.

"So did I," added Laddie. He, too, was disappointed. "Maybe I could make
up a riddle about a red-haired man," he added more cheerfully.

"Maybe you could," agreed Russ.

"I guess I will, too," said Laddie. "I can think of a riddle the next
time."

A little later the children heard a voice asking:

"Well, are you having a good time?"

They looked up to see Daddy and Mother Bunker walking toward them through
the woods.

"Oh, we're having lots of fun!" said Rose, who had been amusing Vi, Margy
and Mun Bun.

"And we almost found your lost papers," added Russ.

"How?" asked Mr. Bunker.

Then the boys told about the red-haired man.

"I'm afraid my papers are gone for ever," said Mr. Bunker with a shake of
his head, "I'll have to lose that money. But it might be worse. Don't
worry about it any more, children."

But, though the children were too little to worry very, much about their
father's trouble, Russ and Laddie could not help thinking about it now
and then.

"This is a lovely place for the children to play," said Mother Bunker. "I
shall never feel worried about them when they are here. The water is so
shallow near the shore."

And so it was. The six little Bunkers--even Mun Bun, the smallest of them
all--could wade out quite a distance from shore on the smooth, sandy
bottom, and not be in danger.

All that day--except when it was time to go in to eat--the children played
on the shore of Lake Sagatook. They saw boats come and go--some with
fishermen in them, like Mr. Hurd, and others that carried lumber an

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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.