Six Little Bunkers at Grandma Bell's

dy Bunker's worry, ran down to play in the yard, Russ and Rose stayed

papers were

had some real estate papers in my desk at the office. They were about some property I was going to sell for a man, and the papers w

er, for her husband sometimes did business at his ho

of the six little Bunkers. "That i

stepped over to his desk, and began looking through it. He took out quite

m?" asked his wif

rge sum of money if I don't find them. I can't see what could have happened to them. I had them on my desk in the office yesterday,

know something about the pa

. Then he suddenly clapped his hands togeth

! I left those pape

repeated Mrs. Bun

ad on that coat when I was holding the papers in my hand, and then Mr. Johnson came along. I wanted to go out in th

ust be yet," said Mrs. Bu

ut to look at the lumber with him, I stuck the papers in the inside pocket of the old, ragged coat. And then I forgot all abou

e with you?

et us," b

seem quite so worried

e others are playing in the sand," for that's what they were doing. Vi, Ladd

d you, too, Whistler," said Mr. Bunker, g

with their father, leaving their smaller brothers and sisters playing in

uss, as he walked along, holding one of his

d when?" aske

nt on Russ. "It got broken when Laddie was inside it

that," said Mr. B

went on Rose. "Jerry told it to him, though. It's lik

. Bunker. "I didn't know barrels ate rolls. I thought the

er. "The riddle is, 'When is a barrel hungry?' and Laddie says Jer

dle for you. 'How many lollypops can you buy for two pennies?'" and he stopp

looked at Russ. Then they smi

e in here," went Mr. Bunker, as he led the wa

und that they could each

ss. "But I guess, on account of everythin

had two lollypops I'd be afraid you wouldn't know which one to taste first, and it would take so long t

h a funny daddy

me to Mr. Bunker's real estate office. He

was made up of three rooms, and in the large, outer one, were several clerks, writing a

Mr. Bunker of one of his clerks, when the office door ha

asked the clerk, whose name, by

pocket of that coat yesterday when I went out to the lumber pile with Mr. Johnson,

e gone, I'm afraid

an those pape

one. If there were any papers in the pocket

asked the real esta

ld tramp lumberman," answered

umberman?" as

he lumber pile with Mr. Johnson-and I saw you had on the old

re in the pocket," said Mr.

e ragged coat behind the door. And just before you went home for th

that," said the c

and since coming out he couldn't find any work to do. He said he was in need of a coat, and you

I did tell you to give him my old coat. I forgot all about having left the papers in it. I was

o thank you and that he was glad t

" exclaimed Mr. Bunker. "I never thought about them, for I wa

papers were in the old coat I'd have looked thr

my own. I should have remembered about the papers being in th

. Donlin, "and I haven't seen him si

to find the old lumberman; not that he has done anything wrong, but to get back my papers. H

an with the mail. There were several letters for the

ndma Bell! We must se

to him by his wife's mother-the children's grandmo

is news inde

ma tell you in the letter that the tramp