Bunny and Sue had, indeed, landed on an island in Squaw River. Or if they had not exactly landed as yet, they were soon going to. For their raft, floating downstream, had, as Sue expressed it, "bunked" on the shore of a patch of land in the middle of the stream, forming an island.
As you learned in school, an island is a "body of land entirely surrounded by water." That's what the place was where Bunny and Sue had come. Water was all around the little patch of land, on which grew several trees.
"All ashore!" cried Bunny again, as he had often heard his father or Bunker Blue call when the fishing boats reached the dock. "All ashore!"
"Are we going to stay here long?" asked Sue, as she got up and brushed the crumbs of bread and cake from her lap.
"Yes," Bunny answered, "we'll stay here all day and all night. We'll make believe we're regular pirates!"
"Oh, we can't stay allnight!" objected Sue.
"Well, we'll stay all day, anyhow," Bunny said. "And we'll go home when it gets dark, and to-morrow we'll come back and stay all night."
"That'll be fun," agreed Sue. "Now we'll go on the island."
As yet the children were not off the raft. Their make-believe boat had grounded on one of the sandy stretches that marked the shore of the island, and there it stayed. Bunny took the mooring rope and made it fast to a tree stump on shore. He did not want the raft to float away as, more than once, some of his father's boats had floated off from the dock.
Then Bunny and Sue, taking the bag of lunch with them, went on shore—that is on the island. It was a pleasant place, with trees and bushes to make shade, and with birds to sing to them.
"There doesn't anybody live here, I guess,"Sue said, as they walked about, looking on every side.
"Nobody ever lives on an island 'cepting pirates," Bunny said; "and we're them."
"Maybe there are other pirates here," suggested Sue.
"If there are we'll fight 'em!" Bunny said.
"Oh!" exclaimed his sister, "mother wouldn't like to have us fight."
"Only make-believe," explained Bunny.
"Oh, make-believe is all right," Sue agreed.
Carrying their bag of lunch, the children wandered here and there over the island. It was larger than they at first supposed, and Bunny was glad of this. It was very still and quiet there, the ripple of the water, the wind in the trees, and the birds making the only sounds.
"I guess daddy and mother are away off, aren't they?" asked Sue, after a while.
"Miles and miles," Bunny answered. "Aren't you glad, Sue?"
"Ye—yes, I—I guess so," she answered, and her voice sounded so strange that Bunny wasafraid his sister might be going to cry. This would never do! A crying pirate! Never!
Bunny must think of a way so his sister would not be lonesome. That was the trouble now, he decided—she was getting lonesome because it was so still and quiet on the island, far away from the orange groves.
The little boy ran back to the raft and brought off the sharp stick he had placed there at the start of the voyage.
"What's that for?" asked Sue.
"For alligators," answered her brother. "I've got to have a sharp stick to drive the alligators away, you know."
"Oh, Bunny!" gasped Sue, moving closer to him, "are there alligators here—on our island?"
"I don't know," he answered. "I'm going to look for some."
"You're going to look for alligators?" cried Sue in surprise.
"Sure!" Bunny answered. "So they won't crawl up behind our backs and bite us when we're eating some more lunch."
"Oh!" exclaimed Sue. "Well, I'll help youlook for some then, so we can drive 'em away!"
That was one thing Bunny liked about Sue. After you had told her about a thing she was always ready to join in with you. And she was pretty brave after all.
"Shall I get you a sharp stick, too?" asked Bunny of his sister. "Then you can help drive the alligators away."
"No, I don't guess I want to," she answered. "I'll just help you look for 'em and help you drive 'em away."
"All right," said Bunny Brown.
So he and Sue began walking along the edge of the island, looking for alligators. They were in their bare feet, but the wet sand was smooth to walk on. Sue, however, made up her mind as soon as she saw an alligator to run back as far as she could. She did not want one to nip her bare toes, she decided. If she had had on shoes it might be different.
For a time no alligators were seen, though Bunny looked eagerly for them. I can not say that Sue looked as eagerly as did her brother. Perhaps she wished that no alligators would be found.
But, all of a sudden, as they were walking along Sue grasped Bunny by the arm and exclaimed:
"Look!"
"Where?" whispered Bunny, for he was filled with excitement.
"Right over by that stone!" and Sue pointed ahead a little way and down the island shore. "Isn't that an alligator?" she asked.
Bunny looked long and carefully. Then he showed much disappointment as he answered:
"No, that isn't an alligator, Sue. It's just an old floating log, like the one we pegged stones at the other day. It isn't an alligator at all."
She was glad of it, but she did not say so.
"It looked like an alligator, anyhow," she remarked.
"Yes," agreed Bunny, as he tossed a stone near the black object, hitting it and thus making sure it was not alive. "It did look like an alligator. But we'll find some—come on."
However, this did not seem to be a very good day for alligators, and the children hadreached the most distant end of the island without seeing any when suddenly Sue, who had wandered a little ahead of her brother, called out:
"Look, there's another island!"
And, surely enough, there was a smaller one a short distance from the larger one on which the children had first landed.
"Come on! We'll go there!" cried Bunny. "Maybe there's alligators there!"
He hurried down to the strip of water that separated the two islands. Then he began to roll up his trousers as far above his knees as he could.
"What you going to do?" asked Sue.
"I'm going to wade over to that other island," Bunny answered.
"Maybe the water's deep," suggested his sister.
"Well, if it is I won't go," Bunny replied. "But I don't guess it is."
"And maybe there's alligators in the water," went on Sue.
Bunny paused and looked at the strip between the two islands, one large, on which they then were, the other smaller. Nothing seemed to be in the strip of water.
"I guess it's all right," said Bunny Brown, as he finished rolling up his trousers.
Into the water he waded, and as Sue did not want to be left behind she followed, holding up her dress and skirt to keep them dry. She hurried over the strip of water, which was quite shallow, only coming to the knees of the children.
"Now maybe we'll find some alligators here," Bunny said hopefully, as he started along the shore of the second island, Sue following.
Again Sue hoped Bunny would not have any luck finding the scaly creatures, but she did not say so.
"How long you going to stay here, Bunny?" asked Sue, when they had walked almost around the small island. "I'm getting hungry again."
"Well, we'll go back pretty soon and eat the rest of the lunch," agreed Bunny. "But I wish—"
He suddenly stopped what he was saying and looked sharply ahead. Sue looked also, and what she saw made her rush to the side of her brother, cling to his arm and cry:
"There they are! There are the alligators!"
"Yes!" exclaimed Bunny. "They're sure enough alligators!"
There could be no mistake about it this time. Crawling up out of the river to the shore of the small island were a number of the long-tailed, scaly creatures with the big snouts. And as one of the alligators crawled up he opened his mouth, showing rows of sharp teeth.
"Oh, I don't want to stay here!" cried Sue, in alarm.
Bunny Brown grasped more firmly his sharp stick.
"Don't be afraid!" he said. "I won't let the alligators hurt you!"
Sue Brown thought a great deal of her brother Bunny, and she knew he was brave and good to her. But whether he could save her from the alligators she was not quite so certain.
"Oh, Bunny, Bunny! where you going?" cried Sue, as she felt her brother pull away from her.
"I'm going down there to drive those alligators away with my sharp stick!" he answered.
"Oh, Bunny, don't!" begged Sue. "There's such a lot of 'em!"
Bunny began to think this himself. As he and his sister watched, they saw more alligators crawling up out of the water to the warm sunny bank of the little island.
"There's hundreds of 'em!" cried Sue.
More and more alligators kept coming out of the water. Some were large—fully fifteen feet long perhaps, with big, sharp claws, a long, rough tail, and such big mouths! Others of the alligators were small, but there were no babies among them.
The sun shone warm on the mud and sand shores of the little island and that is why the alligators climbed out there. Alligators spend about half their time under water, getting things to eat, but when the sun shines hot they like to bask in it. That is what the scaly creatures were now doing.
"Let's don't hurt alligators," begged Sue of her brother. "Let's go back to our own island."
Bunny looked at the big, glistening, black creatures, as they crawled over one another, sometimes giving flips with their tails and opening their mouths. And though Bunny was a brave little chap he knew it would never do for him to go anywhere near the alligators. As it was, he and his sister were some distance back from the shore, up near the center of thelittle island. The alligators did not seem to have noticed them.
"All right," Bunny answered. "I won't hurt any of the alligators. We'll go home and I'll tell daddy and Mr. Halliday and they can come and hunt them."
"That'll be better," Sue said, with a sigh of relief.
For a little while longer the two children remained looking at the great water lizards. Then they started for the place where they had waded from one island to the other.
But when they reached this place, Sue keeping hold of her brother's hand all the way, they saw a new trouble.
"Oh, look!" cried Sue, pointing. "We can't get away, Bunny! The wading place is full of alligators!"
And so it was! While the children had been at the center of the little island, the alligators had crawled up out of the river, and many were now sunning themselves on the sand near the ford. One or two were even on the end of the larger island. And as Bunny and Sue watched, they saw some swimming aroundin the shallow water through which the children had waded a little while before.
"We—we can't get back across!" Sue cried.
"No," agreed Bunny. "I don't b'lieve we can. Not in our bare feet."
Clearly it would have been dangerous to go in among those alligators. Even Bunny, brave as he was, would not dare to do this.
"Oh, how are we going to get home?" wailed Sue.
Bunny did not know what to answer.
"I want mother!" sobbed Sue. This time she was really crying. Bunny felt he must do something. He dropped the pointed stick he had intended to use on the alligators and, putting his arm around Sue, said:
"Don't cry! I'll holler for help and somebody will hear us and come and get us."
"Will they?" asked Sue.
"Sure!" Bunny answered. "Come on, we'll both call!"
The children united their voices in loud calls of:
"Help! Help! Help!"
For a moment there was no answer. Some of the alligators seemed alarmed by the noise and scrambled back into the river. But others of the big, scaly creatures seemed to be crawling up toward Bunny Brown and his sister Sue.
"Oh, help! Help!" screamed the little girl, and Bunny joined his voice with hers.
Then, to their delight, they heard a call in answer.
"What's the matter? Who are you? Where are you?" asked a man, who, as yet, neither Bunny nor Sue could see.
"We're on the island! The alligators are after us!" Bunny answered.
"Don't be afraid! I'll be with you in a minute. They're my alligators and they got out of the pens," the man went on. This time Bunny and Sue knew where his voice came from. They looked down the stream and saw an elderly man, with white hair and a pleasant face, rowing toward them in a boat.
"Oh, take us away! Take us away!" begged Sue.
"I will," the man said. "How in the worlddid you children ever get here, anyhow? But don't be afraid. The 'gators won't hurt you. They'll all jump into the river!"
And, surely enough, no sooner had the man pulled his boat close to the island, so that the keel grated on the sand, than, with great splashes, the alligators all plunged into the river.
"What made 'em go away?" asked Sue, as she and Bunny went down to the shore.
"Oh, alligators are timid," said the man, with a laugh. "Did they scare you? Well, if you had only run at them or thrown something at them, they would all have crawled into the water. But who are you, anyhow?"
"I'm Bunny Brown and this is my sister, Sue," said the little fellow.
"Well, I'm Mr. Bunn," was the man's reply, and he smiled at the children. "I raise alligators a few miles down the river. Some of 'em got away last night, and I've rowed up here to see if I could find 'em. I did."
"But they all got away!" exclaimed Bunny, for now not one of the scaly creatures was in sight.
"Oh, I'll get 'em again," said Mr. Bunn. "They won't go very much farther up Squaw River. It's too shallow. They'll soon turn and swim down, and they can't get past my place for I have a net stretched across the river to hold 'em back. Well, I'm glad I have found my 'gators. I was afraid some one had taken them. Now shall I put you children in my boat and row you home? Where do you live?"
"We're staying at Mr. Halliday's," Bunny answered.
"Oh, at Orange Beach. Yes, I know him and I know his place. You're quite a way from there. How'd you get here?"
"On a raft," Bunny replied. "It's over on that other island," and he pointed to the larger one.
"Our shoes and stockings are away back near the orange trees," said Sue.
"Oh," laughed Mr. Bunn. "Well, I'll let you come in my boat without any shoes or stockings on. Get aboard!"
A little later he was rowing the children upthe river. Sue was no longer afraid, even though she could see some alligators swimming around in the water. She felt safe in the big boat, and so did Bunny.
"What do you keep 'gators for?" asked Bunny, when the boat was near the place where he and Sue had started out in the raft, some hours before.
"For their hides," answered Mr. Bunn. "I sell the hides, and pocketbooks and valises are made from them. But I guess there are your folks looking for you," and he nodded toward shore.
And there, on the bank stood Daddy and Mother Brown and Mr. Halliday, looking anxiously up and down the stream. Daddy Brown had the children's shoes and stockings in his hand.
"Oh, Bunny! where have you been?" cried his mother.
"We went down on a raft, and we landed on a pirate island, and then we got on an alligator island," Bunny explained.
"Alligators!" cried Daddy Brown.
"Some of mine got away," explained Mr. Bunn. And then he told how he had found Bunny and Sue.
"Well, you had quite an adventure!" exclaimed the orange grower. "I knew Mr. Bunn had 'gators on his place, but I never thought any of 'em would get away and come up here."
"Well, I'm glad we saw some," said Bunny.
Mr. Brown thanked Mr. Bunn for having saved Bunny and Sue, and as it was near meal time the alligator farmer was invited to stay to supper. Washed and combed, with clean clothes on, Bunny and Sue sat at the table and related their adventures, while Mr. Bunn told about raising alligators.
"Do you make much money?" asked Mr. Brown.
"Well, yes, some years I do," was the answer. "But I'd like to make an extra lot this year. I've had some bad luck."
"Do you mean your alligators getting away?" asked Mr. Brown.
"No, though that's bad enough," Mr. Bunn replied. "But I was up North a few weeksago on business, and I lost a valuable paper belonging to my nephew. It was for some stock in an oil well, and was made out to 'bearer.' If it had had his name on it I might have got it back. But as it is, I guess it's gone forever. He gave me the stock certificate to keep for him, but I guess I'm not very good at keeping things. I haven't told my nephew about it yet, but when he finds out I have lost his oil stock temporary certificate he'll be angry with me, I'm afraid."
Bunny Brown and his sister Sue looked at one another curiously. Daddy Brown went over to a desk where he and Mr. Halliday had been looking at some papers before they missed the children.
"Did you lose that certificate in a parlor car up near Bellemere, Mr. Bunn?" asked the children's father, as he took a green and gold piece of paper from an envelope.
"Well, I remember going through a place called Bellemere," was the answer. "But where I lost the paper I don't know. I may have dropped it from my pocket in the parlor car, or somewhere else. Anyhow, I lost it,and I don't suppose I'll ever see my nephew's certificate again. He'll be angry with me."
"Oh, no, I guess he won't," said Mr. Brown with a smile. "What company was that stock in?"
"The Great Bonanza," was Mr. Bunn's answer.
"Then here it is back again," said Mr. Brown, and he gave to the alligator farmer the paper Bunny had picked out of the snow some weeks before.
Then the whole story was told, and you can imagine how glad and surprised Mr. Bunn was. He had never expected to see his nephew's property again, and he had not told about the loss nor notified the oil company, for fear his nephew would hear of it and be angry.
"I was just going to let it go and say nothing," said Mr. Bunn. "I thought I could make enough extra on my alligators to pay my nephew back for the loss. But now I don't have to! I'm so glad I met you children!" he added. "But for that I would never have thisback," and he put into his pocket the green and gold certificate. He wanted to give Mr. Brown a reward for the children, but their mother said rescuing them from the alligators was reward enough.
"But they were my own 'gators, and, really, Bunny and Sue were in no great danger," said Mr. Bunn. "They could have scared the 'gators away."
But Mr. Brown would accept no reward, though later Mr. Bunn did send Bunny and Sue a tiny live alligator for a pet, and they kept it for some time, for it grew quite tame and would eat bits of meat from their fingers—at least from Bunny's, for Sue never learned to like their scaly pet.
Meanwhile Mr. Bunn had gone back down the river to his alligator farm. He said he would get his men together and capture the big lizards that had got away.
Bunny and Sue had many more days of fun in the sunny South, and they ate all the oranges they wanted.
But what Bunny talked about most whenhe and Sue reached their Northern home was the adventure with the alligators on the little island.
Before they went home, however, Bunny and Sue went to Mr. Bunn's queer "farm," and saw hundreds of alligators where they were kept in pens. Most of those that broke away had been captured again. Mr. Bunn's nephew came down to help his uncle, and was given his oil stock certificate, never knowing how nearly it had been lost.
"Well, we must soon think of going back North again," said Mr. Brown one day, as he saw Bunny and Sue playing out under the orange trees.
"Oh, not just yet!" begged the children. "We want to have a little more fun!"
And so, while Bunny Brown and his sister Sue are having fun, we will take leave of them.
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These stories by the author of the "Bobbsey Twins" Books are eagerly welcomed by the little folks from about five to ten years of age. Their eyes fairly dance with delight at the lively doings of inquisitive little Bunny Brown and his cunning, trustful sister Sue.
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These books for boys and girls between the ages of three and ten stands among children and their parents of this generation where the books of Louisa May Alcott stood in former days. The haps and mishaps of this inimitable pair of twins, their many adventures and experiences are a source of keen delight to imaginative children everywhere.
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A new line of fascinating tales for little girls. Honey Bunch is a dainty, thoughtful little girl, and to know her is to take her to your heart at once.
HONEY BUNCH: JUST A LITTLE GIRLHappy days at home, helping mamma and the washerlady. And Honey Bunch helped the house painters too—or thought she did.
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Delightful stories for little boys and girls which sprung into immediate popularity. To know the six little Bunkers is to take them at once to your heart, they are so intensely human, so full of fun and cute sayings. Each story has a little plot of its own—one that can be easily followed—and all are written in Miss Hope's most entertaining manner. Clean, wholesome volumes which ought to be on the bookshelf of every child in the land.
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These tales take in the various adventures participated in by several bright, up-to-date girls who love outdoor life.
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A splendid new line of interesting tales for the little ones, introducing many of the well known characters of fairyland in a series of novel adventures. The Flyaways are a happy family and every little girl and boy will want to know all about them.
THE FLYAWAYS AND CINDERELLAHow the Flyaways went to visit Cinderella only to find that Cinderella's Prince had been carried off by the Three Robbers, Rumbo, Hibo and Jobo. "I'll rescue him!" cried Pa Flyaway and then set out for the stronghold of the robbers. A splendid continuation of the original story of Cinderella.
THE FLYAWAYS AND LITTLE RED RIDING HOODOn their way to visit Little Red Riding Hood the Flyaways fell in with Tommy Tucker and The Old Woman Who Lived in a Shoe. They told Tommy about the Magic Button on Red Riding Hood's cloak. How the wicked Wolf stole the Magic Button and how the wolves plotted to eat up Little Red Riding Hood and all her family, and how the Flyaways and King Cole sent the wolves flying, makes a story no children will want to miss.
THE FLYAWAYS AND GOLDILOCKSThe Flyaways wanted to see not only Goldilocks but also the Three Bears and they took a remarkable journey through the air to do so. Tommy even rode on a Rocket and met the monstrous Blue Frog. When they arrived atGoldilocks'house they found that the Three Bears had been there before them and mussed everything up, much toGoldilocks'despair. "We must drive those bears out of the country!" said Pa Flyaway. Then they journeyed underground to the Yellow Palace, and oh! so many things happened after that!
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