Six Little Bunkers at Cousin Tom's

er as she finished reading the lett

go to Cous

!" repeated his mother. "

vers. He knows a lot about digging gold on desert islands, Sammie's father does, and we're goin

, wanting to laugh, but not doing it, as s

ame," insisted Laddie. "We can go to

the seashore? There is plenty of sand there, and perhaps there may be a desert island, or som

We're going to Cousin Tom's! We're going to Cousin Tom's!" he sang joyously, as he raced back to whe

id Mrs. Bunker to her husband, who came out to see if there were any

o Cousin Tom wrote, did he? Well, I suppose

title. She was Daddy Bunker's sister, and had never married, but she had a fine home in the Back Bay secti

hurrying back to tell his brothers and sisters the good news, there will be a chance for me to le

ut the six children, and the first volume is called "Six Little B

ut of a soap box or a steamboat out of a broken chair. Rose, who was next in size, was seven years old. She often helped her mother about the house and l

d at you with her gray eyes until you answered. Laddie, her twin brother, was as persistent in making up qu

might think "Mun Bun" was some kind of candy, I will say that it was the pet name of Munroe Ford Bunker, and it was shortened to Mun Bun as the other was too long to say

ey lived in the town of Pineville, on the Rainbow River. Mr. Bunker

Mrs. Bunker's mother, and in the Maine woods the children had so many good times that it was years before they forgot them. They ha

an invitation to visit Aunt Jo in Boston, and they we

, with sixty-five dollars in it, was quite a mystery for a time. But, finally

sband, when they had read all the letters that had come in the mail. "And no

or the children,"

nd," said Mrs. Bunker with a laugh. "Sammie Brown has been te

about Mr. Brown having been shipwrecked on an island once, and coming back with gold. Bu

"We are to leave about t

is about the middle of August, and we have been at Grandma Bell's, at Aunt Jo's and we are now

t to his western ranch," said Mrs. Bunker. "If we

ey would need to take, and the best way of going. Meanwhile Lad

aimed. "It's down to Seaview where Cousin T

good to eat? And look at that robin! What makes him waggle his tai

with a laugh. "You mustn't ask

ddie. "But if you find a lot of gold

to scare the cat," suggested Rose, w

s always do that when they think they're going to catch a bird.

t?" ask

He tossed a pebble at the cat, not hitting it, and the furry creature slunk

" he added. "Maybe I shall after a while. Then I'll tell it to you. Go on, S

red. "He and the other sailor

shov

shells. It's easy t

ace to dig for gold?

there's always sand on a desert islan

"I heard my mother say so. I'm going to dig for go

lot!" exclaimed the vis

asure in the seashore sand, forgetting all

go away," said Sammie to

dig for gold down at Cousin Tom's, and ca

d be the easiest thing in the world. "I'll ask m

ld would be down on the bottom of the ocean, and we'd have t

or big men, and you have to have air pumped down to you all the while. It mak

r bite your fath

e about it. But I must go now, 'cause it's time for my lunc

he side path toward the front gate of Aunt Jo's home. Hardly had

Come here quick,