little bear I can grab it and bring it home and tame it."
"Oh, if you only could!" cried Sue. "Then we could make it do tricks, and we could get a hand-organ and go around with a trained bear instead of a monkey."
"Yes," said Bunny. "We could until the bear got too big. I guess I wouldn't want a big bear, Sue."
"No, little ones is the nicest. Maybe we'd better get a monkey, anyhow, 'cause they never grow big."
"I don't believe any monkeys grow in the woods where we're going to camp," observed Bunny. "But we'll look, anyhow, and maybe I can scare one of them with my pop gun."
Then the two children talked of what fun they would have in camp. They put things in their two boxes, took them out again and tried to crowd in more, for they found they did not want to leave any of their toys or playthings behind. But they could not get them all in two small boxes, so finally they picked out what they liked best, and these were put in the automobile.
