and fisherman, and his wife did some work for the summer
colonists.

Bunny and Sue saw a little boy and girl of about their own ages looking
at them as they neared the cottage.

"Here are some new playmates for you, Jimmie and Rose," said their
mother. "They are hungry, too."

"And my brother Bunny fell in a barrel when he was looking for something
to eat on the pantry shelves," explained Sue.

"Did it hurt you?" Jimmie Madden wanted to know.

"No; it was fun," laughed Bunny Brown, and then he told of that
adventure.

Mrs. Madden brought out some glasses of milk, slices of bread and jam,
and also a plateful of cookies, at the sight of which the eyes of Bunny
and Sue opened wide with delight. Then followed a pleasant little play
party on the shady porch of the cottage.

Rose and Jimmie told of the fun to be had at Christmas Tree Cove--how
there were shallow wading places, deeper pools for bathing, and little
nooks where one could fish.

"Can you go out in a boat?" asked Jimmie of Bunny.

"Yes, if somebody bigger goes with us," Bunny answered. "We can get my
Uncle Tad to take us out."

"Sometimes Rose and I go out with my father when he's fishing or digging
clams," said the Christmas Tree Cove lad. "I can dig clams at low tide."

"I've done that, too," said Bunny. "We live on Sandport Bay."

The four children talked and played until it was time for Bunny and Sue
to run back to the bungalow. They found that all the things had been
brought up from the boat and that Captain Ross had sailed away again.
The bungalow was furnished, and Mrs. Brown had only to bring such things
as knives and forks for the table, linen for the beds, and the clothes
they were to wear.

A grocer and a butcher had called while Bunny and Sue were at the Madden
cottage, and now supper was being prepared by Bunker Blue and Uncle Tad,
each of them being almost as good a cook as was Mrs. Brown.

Mrs. Brown and her husband were busy making up the beds for the night,
and as Bunny and Sue came racing in, almost as hungry as though they had
not been given a lunch by Mrs. Madden, their mother called to them:

"Get washed for supper now, children."

A little later they were sitting down to their first meal in the
bungalow at Christmas Tree Cove.

"Do you think you are going to like it here?" asked Daddy Brown.

"It's dandy!" exclaimed Bunny, being careful not to talk with his mouth
too full of bread and butter. "And Jimmie is a nice boy."