Russ and Rose took Alexis downstairs after that so that he would not be
in the way. They wanted to see Sam again, anyway. And they asked him to
dance for them.

"I'm going to learn how to cut that pigeon wing," Russ declared. "You do
it again, please, Sam. I ought to be able to learn it if I see you do it
often enough."

However, Russ did not succeed in this ambition. There really was not
time for him to learn the trick, for the next morning, very early, the
Bunker family started for the boat. The snowstorm had long since ceased,
and the streets had been cleaned. William had recovered from his attack
of neuralgia and drove them in the big closed car to the dock where the
_Kammerboy_ lay.

[Illustration: IT WAS A GREAT WHITE STEAMER WITH THREE SMOKESTACKS.
_Six Little Bunkers at Mammy Junes._ _Page_ 46]

It was a great white steamer with three smoke stacks and a wireless
mast. There was so much to see when they first went aboard that the six
little Bunkers could not possibly observe everything with only two eyes
apiece! They wanted to be down in the saloon and in the staterooms that
Daddy Bunker had engaged and out on the deck all at the same time. And
how were they to do that?

Russ and Rose, however, were allowed to go out on deck and watch the
ship get out of the dock and steam down the harbor. But Mother Bunker at
first kept the four smaller children close to her side.