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But I forgot all about the basin, for a minute, looking at Bunty Bun's ears, and when I started to wash my hands I kept looking at Bunty, and in that way made an awful mistake; for just when the water was feeling so good to my poor chilled hands, and I was waving them about in it, all the time looking at Bunty's droopy ears, somebody suddenly called out, 'Oh, teacher, Jacky Rabbit's washing his hands in the water-pail!
I would have been angry, but I had not the time. That morning, Press agencies grovelled to me in The Bun office for leave to use certain photos, which, they understood, I controlled, of a certain village dance. When I had sent the fifth man away on the edge of tears, my self-respect came back a little. Then there was The Bun's poster to get out. But even then I did not understand.
Mun Bun and his father were looking at the crab in the peach basket, when a voice called: "Oh, what has happened to you? You are all wet!" Mun Bun's mother came down to the pier. "What happened?" she repeated. "Look at the big crab I caught!" cried the little fellow. "Daddy pulled him out for me." "Yes, and it looks as if Daddy had pulled out something more than a crab," said Mrs. Bunker.
Bunker, as she saw Mun Bun's chin begin to quiver as it always did just before he cried. "You're all right now, and not lost any more. Finish your waffle, and we'll soon be ready to go on the boat to Cousin Tom's." The children were eating heartily, for they were hungry after their night trip from Fall River. Laddie, who had had several helpings of waffles, at last seemed satisfied.
Whack had asked him what he had meant by such actions he had been almost too feeble to speak. "I couldn't think of a word," he said, "for, of course, the only thing I could say was that I had been looking at Bunty Bun's little droopy ears, and that would have made everybody laugh, and been much worse.
But I forgot all about the basin, for a minute, looking at Bunty Bun's ears, and when I started to wash my hands I kept looking at Bunty, and in that way made an awful mistake; for just when the water was feeling so good to my poor chilled hands, and I was waving them about in it, all the time looking at Bunty's droopy ears, somebody suddenly called out, 'Oh, teacher, Jacky Rabbit's washing his hands in the water-pail!
"I tied my string to the pier. Please, Daddy, pull it up and see if it has a crab on it." "Well, I will," said Mun Bun's father, as he jumped up on the pier from the water, after having lifted out his little boy. "I'll pull up the string, but I'm sure the crab has swum back into the ocean." Both Mun Bun and his father were soaking wet, but as it was a hot day in October they did not mind. Mr.
So, kneeling in a circle about the fire, the six little Bunkers, and the others, began to roast the candies. But Margy and Mun Bun did not have very good luck. They forgot to turn their marshmallows and they held them so close to the fire that they had accidents. "Oh, Mun Bun's candy is burning!" cried Rose. "And Margy's is on fire, too!" added Russ. "Oh, that's too bad!" cried Mother Bunker.
Bread, meat, vegetables, and fruits, but bread first of all. What is bread made of?" "Wheat, I think," said Nat. "Rye, too mother's rye-bread is drea'fly good," said Rap. "Don't forget Mammy Bun's corn-bread," added Olive.
No more was heard of the mutiny; nor were there afterwards, during Colonel Bun's command, any false alarms. This soldier belonged to Wayne's brigade; and some of the officers talked of having Colonel Burr arrested, and tried by a court-martial, for the act; but the threat was never carried into execution.
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