After breakfast, eaten at little tables in the dining car, the lady
brought the baby down for Rose and all the other little Bunkers to see.

"Oh, isn't she cute?" cried Rose, "I wish we could keep her!"

"I'm glad you like her," said the baby's mother, "but I want to keep her
for myself."

Once more it was daylight, and as the train rumbled on toward Lake
Sagatook, the Bunkers looked from the windows, or looked again at the
picture books their father had bought for them.

"When shall we be there?" asked Russ, for perhaps the tenth time. He was
getting a bit tired of train travel.

"We'll get in at the station about noon," his father told him, "but we
have to drive about five miles in a wagon or an auto to get to Grandma
Bell's place. That is on the shore of Lake Sagatook."

"And I hope none of you fall in," said Mrs. Bunker.

"We'll get a boat," said Russ.

"And I hope it won't sink," added Vi, remembering her last boat ride.

"Oh, say! I've thought of a new riddle!" shouted Laddie. "Why don't the
tickets get mad when the conductor punches 'em? Why don't they?"

"I don't know--I give up," said Daddy Bunker. "What's the answer?"