s for some time, and neither his father
nor his mother would have heard him. For Mr. Brown was down at his
office on the dock, and Mrs. Brown was making a cake, beating up eggs
with the egg beater.

An egg beater, you know, makes a lot of noise, and even if Bunny had
been in the kitchen Mrs. Brown might not have heard him call out. And
away out in the barn as he was, of course she couldn't hear him. I don't
believe she could have heard him even if she hadn't been using the egg
beater.

So poor little Bunny Brown swung by his legs on the trapeze in the upper
part of the garage and he did not know how to get down nor how to stop
himself.

"Daddy! Mother!" he called again, but no one heard him.

On a summer day, when the windows were open, Bunny's voice might have
been heard from the barn to the house, but now no one heard him.

But, as it also happened, Sue was the means by which Bunny's trouble was
discovered, though Sue, too, had an accident. Soon after Mart came to
the house to help his sister, Sue heard the doorbell ring, and when she
went to see who was there she saw Helen Newton, one of her little
playmates who was to act in the show with Sue.

"Oh, Sue!" exclaimed Helen, "have you got a doll you could lend me? I
have to have one in the play, and the only one I had isn't any good any
more."

"Is your doll sick?" Sue wanted to know.

"She's worse than sick," said Helen. "Our puppy dog got hold of her the
other day, and he dragged my doll all around the kitchen and all her
clothes were torn off and she's chewed and she isn't fit to be seen. I
can't have her in the play with me, though I did at first, before the
puppy chewed her."

"I guess Sue can let you take one of her dolls," said Mrs. Brown, with a
smile, as she came in from the kitchen where she had been doing her
baking. "What one do you think would be best for Helen, Sue?"

"Oh, I guess my unbreakable doll, Jane Anna, would be best for in the
play," Sue answered. "If you drop her, Helen, it won't hurt."

"No, and it won't hurt much if our puppy dog gets hold of her," added
Helen. "Course our dog won't come to the play and chew up any dolls, but
he might get hold of one again when I'm practicing at home. I think the
Jane Anna will be best."

"I'll get her for you," offered Sue. But when she went to look for the
doll for Helen, Jane Anna could not be found.

"I wonder where it is!" exclaimed Sue.

"Maybe your dog Splash chewed her up," said Hele