"So I did, Sue."
"They look like black stones," said Bunny,
"You wait—I'll show you," laughed Uncle, Tad. He brought the bark platter to the table. Taking up a fork he opened one of the round, black, smoking things. Though the outside was burned black from the fire, the inside was almost as white as snow.
"There's baked potatoes for you!" cried Uncle Tad. "Put some salt and butter on them, and you never tasted anything better! But be careful—for they're very hot!"
Supper over, the dishes were washed and put away. Then there was nothing to do but wait until it was time to go to bed.
"And I think we're all tired enough to go early to-night," said Mother Brown.
"But, before we go," said her husband, "I think we will have a little row on the lake in our boat. It is not yet dark."
It was beautiful out on the water, and the sun, sinking down behind the hills, made the clouds look as though they were colored blue, pink, purple and golden.
Bunny and Sue were almost asleep when
