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Charles did not know the man, but in his hand, all unconsciously, he carried a tract written by Marsden. Nothing interests an author like a copy of his own amusing works. Marsden gave the boy two pats on the head, a bun, a half-crown and three penny pamphlets on political economy.

Bunker was giving Mun Bun his drink, there suddenly sounded through the dim and silent house the loud ringing of a string of sleigh bells. "What's that?" called Grandma Ford from across the hall. "Is some one stopping out in front?" "I'll look," said Grandpa Ford. It was bright moonlight, and he could see plainly. "No one there," he said. The bells jingled again, more loudly.

The six little Bunkers had often seen the fishermen on Clam River dig down after these soft-shelled fellows. The men used a short-handled hoe, and when they had dug away the sand there they found the clams in something that looked like little pockets, or burrows. "Maybe we can dig clams," said Margy. "We hasn't got any shovel or hoe," returned Mun Bun.

Laddie was sure they would need their bathing suits that they had had at Captain Ben's. Mun Bun, who had been playing with Margy in the yard making big snowballs, came in to ask his mother if they couldn't take just one of the biggest snowballs with them in one of the trunks, because Sam, the colored boy, said there wouldn't be any snow down South.

'We two have not broken bread together since we were one, he said, still struggling after liveliness; 'let us eat something together, if it be only a Bath bun. 'I am not hungry, thanks, she answered listlessly. 'Papers! papers! shouted the small imp attached to the bookstall. 'Morning paper Times, Standard, Telegraph, Daily News, Morning Post!

I used to watch until I saw the Bun children coming, and then run out and get behind, with Bunty, and take her books, and wish there was a good deal farther to go. When it got to be spring and flowers began to bloom, I would gather every one I saw for Bunty Bun, and once I made up a poem for her. I remember it still. It said: "Oh, Bunty Bun, The spring's begun, The violet's are in bloom.

The oven is still in place, and, charred as they are, we are quite familiar with the round flat loaves shaped and divided like a large "cross" bun. The dough was kneaded by a vertical shaft with arms revolving in a receptacle, from the sides of which other arms projected inwards, so that there was little room for the dough to be squeezed between them.

So don't go wading unless you ask your mother or me first." "We won't," promised Mun Bun and Margy. Then Mr. Bunker thanked Mr. Burnett and after the lobster had been bought the fisherman puffed away in his boat, waving a good-bye to the children he had saved from being marooned on the island.

As though in answer to his query one of the big birds, with a horny crown on its head, stuck out its neck and ran at the little boy looking through the fence. The bird hissed in a most hateful manner too. "Oh, look out, Mun Bun!" cried his sister. "I guess that's a gander." But Mun Bun, with a fence between him and the big bird, was as usual very brave.

I didn't like school or J. Hickory Whack, and every morning I hated to start, until, one day, a new family moved into our neighborhood. They were named Bun, and one of them was a little girl named Bunty Bunty Bun." When Mr.