"Yes, and he's gone. It's all right, Bunny. You can put your head out
now. The bear is gone."

Bunny peeped with one eye, and when he saw that the big, shaggy creature
was no longer there, he put his whole head out. Then, with a bound he
jumped out of bed, and ran toward the back part of the tent, where his
mother and sister were sleeping.

"Where you going, Bunny?" asked his father. "There's no more danger; the
bear has gone."

"I--I'm just going in here to get my pop gun, so if the bear comes
back----" Bunny said, "My pop gun is in here."

"Oh," said Mr. Brown, "I thought you were going to crawl in bed with
your mother."

"Oh, no--no!" Bunny quickly answered, shaking his head. "I--I just want
my pop gun. But," he went on, "if mother _wants_ me to get in bed with
her, and keep the bear away, why I will. Don't be afraid. I'll get in
bed with you, Mother!"

"Oh, I guess the bear won't come back," said Mr. Brown with a laugh.

"Well, I'll get in bed with mother anyhow," said Bunny. "I'll have my
pop gun all ready."

By this time Uncle Tad, Bunker Blue and Sue had been awakened by the
talk. Outside the tent Splash could be heard barking, and there was a
noise among the trees and bushes that told that the bear was running