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[Boberg C. <wh...@bw...>]

Was not set. And it was the kitchen when the cooking
was being done on the oil stove, so you see it was three rooms
in one. Beyond the dividing curtains
was the bed room, with the four bunks against the wall. There were
windows in that room, but the Brown

family seemed to like best sitting in the one nearest the back doors
of the automobile. "It's just like being
in a railroad train," said Bunny, as he looked out of the window, and
waved
to Harry Bentley, one of

his friends, whom he saw, just then, on the steps in front of Harry's
house. "Yes," said Sue. "It's like a train, 'ceptin' it jiggles you
more,"
for the street was a bit rough, and the car bumped unevenly along, and
swayed from side to side. "It will run more smoothly when we get out
on the soft, dirt country road," Mr. Brown said. A little later they
had passed out of the
village. On the front seat Bunker Blue steered the machine, and made
it go faster or slower, just as he needed to. Inside Splash walked
about, feeling a little strange at first, perhaps. But he saw Bunny
and Sue,
and Mr. and Mrs. Brown, so of course he knew it was
all right, and that he was one of the family. "Mother, I'm hungry,"
said Sue. "Could I have something to eat?" "Maybe a jam tart," added
Bunny. "The kind Aunt Lu used to make, with the jam squashing up
through the three little holes on top." "Yes, I have made some of
them," Mrs. Brown

said. "I'll give you some. You must be hungry, as we had an early

breakfast." Mrs. Brown knew how to make jam tarts just like those Aunt
Lu used to bake. A little cupboard was opened, and a plate of the nice
tarts set on the table for the children. "Oh!" murmured Sue. "Ah!"
said Bunny. "And would you
like a glass of cool milk?" asked Mrs. Brown. "But how can we have
cool milk, on a hot day, when we have no ice?" asked Bunny. "Oh, but
we have ice!" said Mrs. Brown, laughing. "See, Daddy had a little ice
box put in, and I keep the butter, milk
and other things that need to be cool, in there." And, surely enough,
in one corner of the dining-sitting-room and kitchen was a little
icebox, out of which Mrs. Brown took a bottle of milk.
So Bunny and Sue were having a nice little lunch, which tasted all the
better because they were

eating it as they rumbled along in the automobile-house-on-wheels.
Splash looked
on hungrily, until Mr. Brown tossed him a dog biscuit. Sadie West had
bought some for him, thinking she w