There were several paths through the woods, and the children soon came to one of them.  They walked along it a little way, but it came to an end in a place where the trees and bushes grew thick, making it quite dark.

“Our house isn’t here,” said Sue, sadly, and she cried a few tears.

“No, it isn’t here,” answered Bunny.  “We’ll go back and find another path.”

Back they went.  But the next path they tried was no better than the first one.  It came to an end in a swamp, in which, on logs, were a number of big frogs and turtles, that jumped, or fell in, with much spattering of water as the children and the dog came near.

“I—­I’m never going to take a trolley ride again,” Sue said, as she and Bunny turned back.

“I’m not, either,” her brother agreed.  “But if we had kept on to Uncle Henry’s we’d have been all right.  It was Splash’s fault that we had to come back.”

The dog barked, as he heard his name spoken.  And then Sue suddenly thought of something.

“Oh, Bunny!” she exclaimed, “if Splash knew the way home he could take us.  Maybe he does.  Mother read to us about a dog that found his way home from a long way off.  Splash, can you take us home?” she asked, patting the big dog on the head.

Splash barked, and started off on a path which the children had not yet tried.

“That’s so.  I never thought maybe Splash could show us the way,” said Bunny.  “We’ll try it!  Home, Splash!” he cried.  “Home!”

The dog barked again, and wagged his tail.  He ran along the path a short distance, and then stopped, looking back at Bunny and Sue as if asking: 

“Well, why don’t you come with me if you want to get home?”

“Oh, Bunny, I believe he does know the way!” Sue cried.  “Come on, we’ll follow him!”

On ran Splash, turning every now and then to look around and bark, as if telling the children not to worry—­that he would lead them safely home.

And he did, or, if not exactly all the way home, the faithful dog made his way out of the woods, until he came to the main road, along which ran the trolley track.

“Oh, now I know where we are!” cried Bunny, in delight, as he saw several houses ahead of them.  “Why, Sue, we’re right on our own street.  We weren’t much lost!”

“Well, I’m glad we’re found,” Sue said.

It was easy to get home now.  All the while Bunny and Sue had been only a little way from the road which led to their home, but the trees were so thick they could not find the right path.  And Splash had never thought his two little friends were anxious to get home, until Bunny had told him so.  Then he led them.

On walked Bunny Brown and his sister Sue, happy now that they were no longer lost.  Splash seemed to think he had done all that was needed, for now he ran here, there, everywhere—­across the road, back and forth, trying to find something with which to amuse himself.  He no longer watched to see that the children followed him.  He must have known that they were on the right road at last—­that he had led them there.