"Well, a small piece, yes," answered his mother.

"I want a piece, too," declared Laddie. "I didn't have hardly any. Mun
Bun reached over and took half of mine."

"I'll have the waiter divide a piece between Russ and Laddie," said Mr.
Bunker. And when this had been done, even the two hungry boys announced
that they were satisfied. Then back to the other car the Bunkers and
Grandpa Ford went.

Now at home, almost always after dinner, the two youngest of the six
little Bunkers went to sleep. Mother Bunker called it taking a "nap,"
and almost always Mun Bun and Margy, and sometimes Laddie and Violet had
one.

In a little while Mrs. Bunker noticed that the heads of Margy and Mun
Bun were nodding as they sat in their seats.

"I'm going to have those children lie down," she said. "Mun Bun, come
over and sit with me. I'll cuddle you to sleep. Margy, you can go with
Daddy."

"I want to stay here," said Mun Bun. "I've got something in my seat, and
I don't want anybody to take it."

"I want to stay too!" exclaimed Margy. "I want to see what Mun Bun has."

Mr. Bunker turned the seat in front of the two smaller children over so
a sort of bed could be made for them with a pile of coats and valises.
Soon Mun Bun and Margy, side by side, were having a fine sleep, and the