of cloth, so
they didn't get as wet as they might otherwise. Some of the dresses are
a bit stained, and I see that the black-haired wig of one of the dolls
has melted off. But we can glue that on again. Well, that's quite a
find--six nice, large Japanese dolls," laughed Cousin Tom.

"They aren't any good for us!" exclaimed Russ. "I was thinking maybe
there'd be a toy steam engine in the box."

"If there had been it would have been spoiled by the sea water," said
Cousin Tom with a smile. "Dolls are about the best thing that could be
in the box. They are light and wouldn't sink. And, being so well wrapped
up, they didn't get very wet. We can take them home to Rose and Mun Bun
and Margy and----"

"Oh, there'll be one for Violet!" cried Russ. "Now I can give her back a
doll for the one that sunk when my boat upset! Save the nicest doll for
Violet!"

"Yes, I think that would be no more than fair," said Daddy Bunker. "The
sea took Violet's doll and the sea gives her back another. How many
dolls did you say there were, Cousin Tom?"

"Six. One for each of the six little Bunkers."

"Pooh! I don't want a doll!" exclaimed Russ. "I'm too big!"

"So'm I!" added Laddie.

"Very well. And as there are six dolls and only four who will want them,
that will leave two over, so if Rose or Violet or Mun Bun loses a doll
we'll have two extra ones. Only I hope they won't lose anything more
while we're here," and Daddy Bunker smiled.

"Where do you suppose the dolls came from?" asked Russ as Cousin Tom
packed them back in the box so the case could be carried to the
bungalow.

"It's hard to say," was the answer. "As the tag on the box has been
washed off we don't know to whom the dolls belonged. They may have
gotten in a load of refuse from New York by mistake, from one of the big
stores, and been dumped into the sea, or they may have been lost off
some vessel in a storm. Or there may even have been a wreck.

"Anyhow the box of dolls, well wrapped up from the water, has been
floating around for some time, I should say. It came to us once but we
lost it. Then we had another chance at it and we didn't lose it. Now
we'll take the dolls home and see what Rose, Violet and the others have
to say about them."

It was a jolly home-going, even though no fish had been caught. Long
before they were at the bungalow but within sight of it Laddie and Russ
cried:

"Look what we got!"

"We found the box again!"

Rose, Violet, Margy and Mun