Six little Bunkers at Grandma Bell'sHope, Laura Lee
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Six little Bunkers at Grandma Bell's
Hope, Laura Lee
Detective and mystery stories; Siblings -- Juvenile fiction
"Well, I haven't anything red on," the farmer said with a laugh. "But I'm
much obliged to you for telling me. And, as it happens, I'm going right
where that old ram is."
"Oh, aren't you 'fraid?" asked Laddie.
"No," answered the farmer. "The ram will be glad to see me. You see, I'm
taking him and the sheep some salt," and he showed the children that he
had salt in the box under his arm. "I'm going to give my cattle some
salt," went on the farmer, "and Mr. Hixon, who owns the sheep, asked me to
salt them, too. So I'm going to. The ram will be so glad to see me with
the salt that he won't hurt me at all."
"It's funny sheep like salt," said Laddie.
"It is. But they do," said the farmer, as he went on down the road.
It was a little later that afternoon that Russ, who had been making a toy
sailboat, whistling merrily the while, wanted to go down to the lake to
sail it.
"Come on, Laddie!" he called. "Let's go to the lake to sail the boat."
"Laddie went in the house," said Rose. "I'll find him then," returned
Russ, and into the house he went, calling:
"Laddie! Laddie! Where are you? Come on and help me sail the boat!"
"Laddie was here a minute ago," said Jane, the hired girl, when Russ
reached the kitchen in his search. "He asked me to give him some sugar in
a cup."
"What'd he want of sugar?" asked Russ.
"I don't know," answered Jane. "But I gave him some and he went out in a
hurry."
"Maybe he's going to make candy," said Russ.
"No, I don't believe so. He'd have to cook sugar on a fire to make candy,
and you know your grandmother or your mother wouldn't let you play with
fire."
"That's so," agreed Russ. "I wonder what Laddie wanted of the sugar. I've
got to find him."
CHAPTER XIX
DOWN IN THE WELL
Russ went out of the kitchen and looked all around the house for his
brother Laddie. He did not see the little fellow, but, on the side steps
he saw some white grains of sugar, and Russ could follow them a little
way. The trail led down across the brook and toward the meadow.
"He went this way," Russ thought to himself, "and he had the sugar with
him. Maybe he's going out to the woods to feed the birds. Or maybe he's
going to have a play party with Rose and the others. I'll find 'em and
have some fun myself."
But Laddie was not with the other little Bunkers, for Russ saw Rose, Vi,
Margy and Mun Bun playing under one of the trees.
"Hi, Rose!" called Russ. "Have you found Laddie?"
"No," Rose answered, "I didn't look for him."
"I saw him," said Tom, the hired man. "He went over that way," and he
pointed across the brook.
"Do you mean over to Strawberry Hill?" asked Russ, for so they had come to
call the place where the wild red berries grew.
"Well, yes, I s'pose you might say towards Strawberry Hill," replied Tom.
Across the brook hurried Russ, and, a little way ahead of him, he saw his
brother.
"Hi, Laddie!" he called. "Wait for me! Where are you going?"
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