When the two Brown children came back from grandpa’s farm they received an invitation from Aunt Lu, to spend the fall and winter at her city home in New York.

“Bunny Brown and His Sister Sue at Aunt Lu’s City Home” is the name of the book telling all that happened when the two children went to New York.  They met a little colored girl, named Wopsie, they were lost in a monkey store, Bunny flew his kite from the roof of Aunt Lu’s house, and toward the end Bunny and Sue were run away with when in a pony cart in Central Park.

At first they did not like being run away with, but after they were spilled out, and Aunt Sallie picked them up, and she and Wopsie found out that they—­but there!  I mustn’t put so much of that book in this book.  You would much rather read it yourself, I am sure.

So I’ll just say that at Aunt Lu’s city home Bunny and Sue had many good times, and enjoyed themselves very much.  They were almost sorry when it was time to come home, but of course they could not always stay in New York.

But now it was spring, and Bunny and Sue were once more back in Bellemere.  They had met all their old friends again, and had played with them, until this day, when, as I have told you, it was raining too hard to go out.

Before I go on with this story, I might say that Bunny was about six years old, and Sue a year younger.  The two children were always together, and whatever Bunny did Sue thought was just right.  It was not always, though, for often Bunny did things that got him and Sue into trouble.

Bunny did not mean this, but he was a brave, smart little chap, always wanting to do something to have fun, or to find out something new.  He would often take chances in doing something new, when he did not know what would happen, or what the ending would be.  And Sue liked fun so much, also, that she always followed Bunny.

The children knew everyone in the village of Bellemere, and everyone knew them, from Old Miss Hollyhock (a poor woman to whom Bunny and Sue were often kind) to Wango, the queer little monkey, owned by Jed Winkler, the old sailor.  Wango did many funny tricks, and he, too, got into mischief.  Sometimes it was hard to say who got oftener into trouble—­Bunny Brown and his sister Sue, or Wango, the queer little monkey.

Now that I have told you all this, so my newest little children-reader-friends will feel that they know Bunny and Sue as well as everyone else, I will go back to the story.

Bunny and Sue were still sitting on their father’s knee.

“Well, tell us the surprise!” begged Sue, reaching over and kissing her daddy.

“And make it like a story,” begged Bunny.

“I haven’t time to make it like a story now, my dears,” said Mr. Brown.  “But the bundle you saw the expressman bring to the barn this afternoon was the tent from grandpa’s farm.”

“The same one we played circus in?” Bunny wanted to know.