seen some of the old sailors, at his father's dock, do when they answered.
"I'm just going to take my dolls, and some picture books for them to look at," said Sue.
"Pooh! Dolls can't look at picture books!" exlaimed Bunny.
"Yes, they can too!" cried Sue.
"No, they can't!"
"Well, I mean make-believe, Bunny Brown!"
"Oh, well, yes; make-believe! I thought you meant real."
"Well, I can look at them real," said Sue, "and make believe I'm reading to my dolls."
"Oh, yes," agreed Bunny.
"What are you going to take?" asked Sue of her brother.
"Oh, I'm going to take my fish pole, and my pop gun"
"That only shoots a cork!" cried Sue. "You can't hit any bears with that."
"I can scare 'em with it when it pops!" cried Bunny. "That's all I want to do. I don't want to kill a bear, anyhow. I just want to scare 'em. And maybe when I scare a
