AT Camp Rest-a-While with her photograph camera, and then they sat down in a shady spot, and ate a little lunch they had brought with them. Splash, the big dog, had his share, too.
And that night was the grand marshmallow candy roast. Uncle Tad built a fire of wood in front of the big tent. When the smoke and the hottest flames had died away Bunny and Sue and the others, sitting on logs around the fire, toasted the candies, holding them over the fire on the pointed ends of the sticks Bunker Blue had made with his sharp knife.
"Oh, aren't they good!" cried Sue, as she began to eat a candy she had roasted.
"Look out! They're hot!" called Uncle Tad. But he was too late.
"Ouch!" cried Sue, as the hot candy burned her tongue, "Oh, it hurts!" she sobbed. "It hurts me!"
But Mother Brown put some cold, sweet cream on Sue's tongue, and soon the burning pain stopped.
After that Sue waited until the brown and toasted candy had cooled before she ate any.
"Oh, dear!" suddenly cried Bunny, as he
