play somewhere else."

It was more fun, though, for Bunny Brown and his sister Sue to watch
Henry paint, and they stood there for some time. Finally the hired man
stopped painting.

"Guess I'll go and get a drink of water," he said, putting the brush in
the pot of green paint. "Now don't touch the wheelbarrow."

"We won't!" promised Bunny and Sue.

Just then, inside the barn, there sounded a loud:

"Baa-a-a-a-a!"

"What's that, Bunny?" asked Sue.

"One of the new little calves. Want to see them?"

Of course Sue did, and soon she and Bunny were petting one of the
calves. They were in little pens, by themselves, near the mother cows,
and the children could reach over the sides of the pens, inside the
barn, and pat the little animals.

All at once Bunny cried:

"Oh, Sue. I know what we can do!"

"What?" she asked.

"We can stripe a calf green, with the green paint, and we'll have a
zebra for our circus."

"What's a zebra?" Sue wanted to know.

"It's a striped horse. They have 'em in all circuses. We'll make one for
ours."

"Does zebras have green stripes, Bunny?"

"I don't know. But green paint is all we have, so we'll use that. A
green striped zebra would be pretty, I think."

"So do I, Bunny. But Henry told us not to touch the paint."

"No, he didn't, Sue. He only told us to keep away from the wheelbarrow,
and I am. I won't go near it. But we'll get the pot of paint, and stripe
the calf green."

"All right," agreed Sue. "I'll hold the paint-pot, and you can dip your
brush in."

Not meaning to do anything wrong, of course, Bunny and Sue hurried to
get the pot of paint. Henry had not come back. Leaning over the edge of
the calf's pen, Bunny dipped the brush in the paint, and began striping
the baby cow.

"Baa-a-a-a-a!" went the little animal, and the old cow went: "Moo!"

CHAPTER X

THE OLD ROOSTER

Again and again Bunny Brown dipped the brush in the green paint the
hired man had left, and stripe after stripe did the little fellow put on
the calf.

"She'll be a regular circus zebra when I'm done," said Bunny Brown to
his sister Sue. Both children laughed in glee.

"Are you going to paint both sides of the calf, Bunny?"

"I am if I can reach. Maybe I can't. Anyhow, a zebra ought to be painted
on both sides. Not like we're going to do our dog Splash; only on one
side, to make a pretend blue-striped tiger of him."

Sue seemed to be thinking of something.

"Doesn't he look nice