"Oh, we thought somebody was lost in the woods," answered Laddie. "But it was Mr. Hixon's parrot," added Vi. The children went back to their play. A day or so later they helped pack the things they had brought with them to Grandma Bell's. "We're going to Aunt Jo's! We're going to Aunt Jo's!" shouted Rose, dancing about. "In Boston! In Boston!" added Russ. "And we'll have Boston baked beans!" The next day the children said good-bye to Grandma Bell and, with Daddy and Mother Bunker, started for Aunt Jo's. They hardly even dreamed of all the good times they were to have there, nor of the strange things that were to happen. CHAPTER III ON THE BOAT From Grandma Bell's home, near Lake Sagatook, the six little Bunkers, with their father and mother, were taken to the railroad station in a big automobile. As the children looked back, waving their hands to their dear grandmother, who had made their visit such a pleasant one, Russ said: "Oh, dear!" "What's the matter?" asked his father. "You seem sad." "I wish we could take that nice lake with us," explained Russ. "We had such fun there." "And the boat, too," added Rose. "Can we have a boat at Aunt Jo's, Daddy?" "I hardly think so," answered Mr. Bunker with a smile. "Aunt Jo lives in the city--in Boston, in the Back Bay section, and I hardly think there is a place there where you can paddle a raft." "Can we go wadin'?" asked Laddie. "Not unless there is a little lake in some park near by," his father answered. "Couldn't we wait for it to rain and make a mud puddle?" asked Vi. "We could wade in that! We do when we're home!" "But Boston isn't home. And you can't do in a big city the things you can do at home in Pineville," said Mrs. Bunker, as the automobile chugged along through the woods. "Can't we have _any_ fun?" asked Russ. "Oh, yes, lots of fun," his father replied. "Aunt Jo wouldn't ask us to spend two weeks or more at her house, if she didn't know you children could have fun, even if she does live in a city. Don't worry about that--you'll have fun." "But we can't have a boat," sighed Rose. She and the other children loved the water, and, living so near Rainbow River as they did, they were used to paddling about, playing with make-believe boats and toys like that. "Well, if you can't have a boat at Aunt Jo's in Boston, you are going to ride on one before you get to her house," said Mother Bunker with a smile. "Are we?" cried Russ and Rose together. "Yes. Didn't I tell you about that?" asked Daddy Bunker. "We are going to Boston by boat, instead of by train. That is, we are going most of the way by boat." "Where is there any water for a boat?" asked Vi, looking around in the woods through which they were riding. "You can't make a boat go lessen you have water." "Oh, I know. Yes, you can! Yes, you can!" suddenly cried Laddie. "How can you?" asked Russ. "You can't sail a boat without water."