The man was a very ragged one, and he shuffled along in shoes that seemed
about to drop off his feet. He had on a battered hat, and was not at all
nice-looking.

"Oh, look!" whispered Rose, who saw the ragged man almost as soon as Russ
did.

"I see him!" Russ answered. "That's a tramp! I guess it's the one daddy
gave his coat to with the papers in. Maybe he's come to give 'em back. Oh,
wouldn't that be good!"




CHAPTER VI

MUN BUN'S BALLOON


Six little Bunkers looked at the ragged man coming up the walk toward the
porch. He was a tramp--of that even Mun Bun, the smallest of the six, was
sure.

"Have you got anything for a hungry man?" asked the ragged chap, taking
off his ragged hat. "I'm a poor man, and I haven't any work and I'm
hungry."

"Did you bring back my daddy's papers?" asked Russ.

"What papers?" asked the tramp, and he seemed very much surprised. "I'm