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"Mun Bun!" exclaimed the little boy's father. "Did you go out in a boat again?" asked Mrs. Bunker. "Oh, no'm, we didn't do that!" said Mun Bun quickly. "We just waded over to the little island," said Margy. "But somebody poured water in the river, and it got high and we couldn't wade back again." "They were marooned in the middle of Clam River for a fact! That's what they were!" said Mr. Burnett.
If the little cat had known that Margy only wanted to stroke it softly and pet it I am sure it would not have run away. But that is what it did, and that is what caused all the trouble. For there was trouble. I'll tell you about it. "Come on out, kittie!" called Margy. "Come on out! I won't hurt you! I like kitties, I do! Come on out and let me rub you!"
In this matter, however, it did not seem as though Margy and Mun Bun could really get into much trouble. They got a little dish and filled it with corn and trotted back to the goose pen. This time the gander did not charge Mun Bun. But the whole flock was down the slope by the water and the little folks had to walk that way along the edge of the fenced lot.
The Bunkers always burned one, turned low. "Mother! Daddy!" cried Russ. "Come on, quick! The ghost has got one of us! Come quick!" For a moment no one answered his call, and then he heard, from the room where Mun Bun had been put to sleep, the sound of crying. "What's the matter?" asked Russ, trying to make his voice sound brave. "Are you hurt, Mun Bun? Or Margy?"
"He looks as if he'd just come from a funeral," she said to Russ. "What's that?" demanded Margy promptly. But Rose and Russ dodged that question. In fact they did not know how to explain just what a funeral was. But in watching the gardener replace the rubber plant in the green tub, surrounded with fresh earth from the green house, the little ones forgot everything else, even Bobo.
"Yes, please, we do," said Rose. "Oh, yes, please!" added Vi. "I lost my doll," said Margy, "but Dick raked her up and I did give him a kiss." "That was nice!" laughed Grandma Ford. As she was spreading the bread and jam for Rose, Margy and Vi, in came Russ, Laddie and Mun Bun, leaving, of course, the snow man outside. And you can easily guess what the boys wanted. Bread and jam!
"Dear mother never could have stood this racket." "We like it," said Russ. He and Laddie did, and Mun Bun did not mind it very much, though he did shut his eyes and jump when a big cracker went off. Rose, Margy and Vi didn't like the fire-crackers at all, though they didn't mind tossing torpedoes down on the sidewalk, to hear them go off with a little bang. Mrs.
"I'll go and get a shovel, and you have yours, Russ and Laddie. Let's see who can dig the deepest hole!" The two older Bunker boys thought this would be fun, and George ran over to his cottage to get his shovel. "Can we play that game, Mother?" asked Margy. "Yes, you and Mun Bun can do that," said Mrs. Bunker.
I assured him that this was not so and that I thought his son might be allowed to choose for himself, adding: "You are like my father, Sir William, and think every one wants to marry." SIR WILLIAM: "So they do, don't they?" SIR WILLIAM: "Margy, would you rather marry me or break your leg?" MARGOT: Break both, Sir William." After this promising beginning I was introduced to the young man.
"Do you suppose he's going after strawberries?" asked Rose. "If he is we'd better tell him to look out for the old ram," remarked Laddie. "I will," said Russ. And then he called out loudly: "Hey, Mr. Parker!" for that was the farmer's name. "Hey, Mr. Parker, you'd better look out!" "Look out for what?" "For the old ram. He chased my grandma and my sister Margy yesterday," went on Russ.
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