And, as soon as he saw that he was safe on the ground, and that the
clothes basket balloon wasn't going to take him up again, the little
chap dried his tears.

"What made you think of that game to play?" asked Mrs. Bunker of Russ
and Laddie, when she had seen to it that they took the clothes basket
off the rope.

"Oh, we thought of it when we saw our toy balloons go up in the air,"
said Russ. "We had a race with 'em, and Laddie's went higher than mine.
Then he said wouldn't it be fun to have a real balloon. And I said yes,
and then I thought of the rope at the barn and Norah's clothes basket
and we made a hoister balloon, and Mun Bun wanted to go up in it, he
did."

"And we pulled him, we did, and he got stuck," added Laddie. "I guess I
could make up a pretty good riddle about it, if I thought real hard."

"Well, please think hard and don't get your little brother into a fix
like that again," said Mrs. Bunker.

Of course Russ and Laddie promised that they wouldn't play that game any
more, but this was not saying they wouldn't do something else just as
risky. They were not bad boys, but they liked to have fun, and they did
not always stop to think what might happen when they had it.

"What'll we do next?" asked Laddie, as they carried the clothes basket
back to Norah's laundry.