Six Little Bunkers at Cousin Tom's

ad come to the window of the stateroom t

s lightning, and maybe it'll set our boat on fire, and th

etting out the boys' pajamas for the night, had not seen the ligh

ng at all!" decl

now it isn't?

besides, they don't stay still so long. Look, Daddy, this one is

through the window, and then it seemed to stay in the room, making

nker. "That's a search-light from some ship.

it did not flare up as lightning would have

e out on deck and look," Laddie sai

go out for a few minutes, and then we'll come in

ship not far away. It was a United States warship, the boys' father told them, and it was probably kept near Newport, where th

was lightning,

made by electricity, and lightning and electricity are the same th

deck with Violet, and met her husband and the two boys. She was told about

bout the search-light to-morrow,

ore and on other vessels, and occasionally seeing the glare of the search-beam from the warship. Then,

nd they slept so

m's. As I have mentioned, they were to take a boat from New York City to Atlantic Highlands, and from there

asked Russ, as he helped his father gather up

telegraph to Cousin Tom, and let him know we are coming, and I think we shall a

e hand baggage at the dock where they were to take the Atlant

eat?" asked Violet, as she wal

s the answer. "That is w

good things as we

es, I th

ave strawber

laughed Daddy Bunker, turning aroun

"It's good and mother said they had good thin

ker, for Violet was talking quite loudly, and several persons on

ake in the rest'ant. What makes 'em call it a rest'ant, Daddy? Doe

it when we get ther

boat for Atlantic Highlands, and, though it was rather early

e of dishes, and of knives, forks and spoons made such a cla

eashore like us?" asked Violet, who seeme

of them have been traveling all night, as we were. But come, we must find a table large enough f

hem to follow him, and he led them to a quiet corner w

ially for us," said Russ with a

he looked over at his wife, "you order for some of the children,

awberry shortcake?" as

f fare for breakfast," replied her

ng to and fro with big trays heaped high with

eady until lunch," he said. "But you

apped her hands. "I like them be

etimes, after the order was given, one or the other of the youngsters would change. But finally the waiter ha

y, I never saw such a hungry lot of children! Now sit still, all of

to Violet, to Laddie, and to Margy,

n! Where is Mun Bun? Yo

un Bun had been sitting was a strange little boy. He was about

was Mu