ere tired, wanted to do something
else. Daddy Bunker had taken Russ and Laddie to a moving picture show,
but as Rose and Violet had seen it once, they did not want to go again.
Margy and Mun Bun were asleep, and the two girls didn't know what to
play.

"I know how to have some fun," said Rose at last.

"How?" asked her sister.

"We can jump rope. I know where there's a piece of clothesline that Aunt
Jo'll let us take."

"How can two of us jump rope?" asked Vi. "We'd both have to turn, so who
could jump?"

"We can tie one end to a tree, and take turns turning," said Rose. "Then
one of us can jump, and whoever misses has to turn for the other."

"Oh, yes, we can do it that way," assented Vi. So the two little girls
ran to get the clothesline and soon they were jumping rope.

"It's lots of fun," said Vi, when it was her turn to have "three
slow--pepper," while Rose turned, the other end of the rope being fast
to a tree.

CHAPTER XXI

MUN BUN IN A HOLE

While Rose turned, Vi jumped, and the little girl was getting along
nicely when she tripped, or the rope caught on her foot, and stopped.

"Now it's my turn!" exclaimed Rose. "You missed, and you have to turn
for me."

"You made me trip!" exclaimed Vi. "You gave me the pepper before I was
ready."

"You said to give you 'three slow--pepper,' and I did," declared Rose.

I suppose you girls who jump rope know what "three slow--pepper" means,
but the boys probably will not, so I'll explain.

The person who is turning the rope for the other to jump, turns it very
slowly for three times. Then she turns it fast. Jumping fast is called
jumping "pepper," and sometimes jumping slow is called "salt." And I
have heard some little girls, when they were jumping rope, call for
"mustard and vinegar." But that is very fast indeed--too fast for little
girls, I should think. Rose and Vi never jumped faster than pepper.

"Yes, I know I said 'three slow--pepper,'" admitted Vi. "But I didn't
want you to give me such fast pepper."

"Oh, well, try it again," said Rose, good-naturedly. "I won't go so fast
the next time."

So she began turning the rope again, and Vi started to jump. This time
all went well, and Vi, when it came to the "pepper" part, did so well
and kept it up so long that Rose at last cried, with a laugh:

"Oh, my arm is tired! Let me rest, Vi!"

"I will," said the little girl. "I'm tired, too. After I rest a minute
I'll turn for you."

They sat o