"Oh, it's a fire engine!" he cried.

"Not quite," said his father, "though that was a good guess."

Then Mr. Brown lifted out the things in the paper, and all at once Bunny
saw what it was--a little toy train of cars, with an engine and tracks
on which it could run.

"Does it really go?" asked the little boy, eagerly.

"Yes, it really goes," said Mr. Brown. "It's an electric train, and it
runs by electricity from these batteries," and he held up some strong
ones. "I'll fix up your train for you so it will run. But you must be
careful of it, Bunny."

"Oh, I'll take fine care of it!" cried the little boy. "And I won't let
Splash bite it."

"Didn't you bring me anything, Daddy?" asked Sue slowly. "Or do I have
to play with Bunny's train?" and she looked at the little boy who was
trying to fit together the pieces of the track.

"Oh, I have something for you alone, Sue," her father said. "Look and
see if you like this."

He held up a great big Teddy bear.

"Oh! Ah!" murmured Sue. "That's something I've been wishing for. Oh,
Daddy! how good you are to us!" and she threw her arms around her
father's neck.