es, are you?" asked his mother.

"No'm! Honest I mean it!" cried Bunny, his eyes shining with excitement.
"It's the same man who was General Washington and General Grant and a
lot of other people at the show in the Opera House! He's at our front
door now, and he wants to know if the Happy Day Twins are here."

"The Happy Day Twins?" exclaimed Mrs. Brown.

"That's the name the boy and girl went under on the programme, you
know," explained Mrs. Newton. "The same children you have been so kind
to--Lucile and Mart Clayton. They took the name of the 'Happy Day Twins'
on the stage you know. Did the impersonator want them, Bunny?" she
asked.

"I didn't see any 'personator," answered the little boy. "He was General
Washington, I tell you, only he wasn't dressed up."

"I must go and see," declared Mrs. Brown.

As she went down the hall she met the brother and sister coming back.
They seemed much excited.

"It's our friend, Mr. Treadwell," explained Mart. "He heard we had
started for this town, and he followed us. He heard about my climbing
the tree after the monkey, and some one told him my sister and I had
come to your house, Mrs. Brown. May I ask him in? It's Mr. Samuel
Treadwell, and he's a good friend of ours."

"Certainly, ask him in," said Mrs. Brown, with a smile. "Perhaps he is
hungry, too," she said to her friend Mrs. Newton, Mart having gone back
to the front door. "I've heard that actors are often hungry."

"But he's General Washington, too, isn't he?" demanded Bunny, following
Mart.

"Yes, he pretends to be all sorts of famous people--on the stage,"
kindly explained Mart to Bunny. "You'll like him, he can do lots of
tricks."

"Can he jiggle--I mean juggle?"

"Yes, but not as good as the other man in the play."

By this time Mrs. Brown had reached the door. On the steps stood an
elderly man, with a pleasant smile on his face. Mrs. Brown recognized
him at once as the impersonator, though of course he had on no wig or
costume now. He looked just like an ordinary man, except that his face
was rather more wrinkled.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, madam," said the man, "but I have been
looking for my little friends, the 'Happy Day Twins,' as they are
billed. Their real names are--well, I suppose they have told you," and
he smiled at Lucile and Mart, who were standing in the hall.

"Yes, we have been learning something about them, but we would be glad
to know more, so we could help them," said Mrs. Brown. "Wo