CHAPTER VIII

A BIG STORM


"Why didn't you wait for me, Mun Bun?" asked Rose, as she caught her
little brother just as he was about to topple over in the aisle, from
the swaying of the train. "I told you to wait for me. You might be hurt
coming up by yourself!"

"I was in a hurry," explained Mun Bun. He gave one hand to Rose, but the
other he held behind his back. In it was the thing he had taken from the
train boy's basket.

Once more the six little Bunkers were in their seats, looking out of the
windows. The train was puffing along, bringing them nearer and nearer to
Grandpa Ford's, though it would still be some hours before they reached
Tarrington.

"There!" Russ suddenly exclaimed. "I have it all done!" and he whistled
a merry tune, as he turned in his seat and held up something for the
others to see.

"What is it?" asked his father.

"It's a buzzy-buzzer," answered the boy. "Look, it goes around this
way."