"Just see, Teacher, he"s tame and he knows me," Bunny said, stroking Polly"s head, a caress the parrot seemed to like. Polly perched herself on Bunny"s shoulder, and then he and Charlie went out, envied by the other pupils.
"Oh that bird! Out again!" cried Miss Winkler, when Polly was restored to her. "I declare, I"ll make Jed get rid of her and w.a.n.go! They"re more bother than they"re worth!"
"I"ll take "em if you don"t want "em!" offered Charlie Star.
"So will I!" said Bunny.
But as Miss Winkler usually made this threat three or four times a week (or every time the monkey or parrot got loose), and as Mr. Winkler had never yet given them away, it did not seem likely that he would do so now. So Bunny and Charlie had small hopes of owning either pet.
The boys went back to school, pa.s.sing, on their way, the store of Mrs.
Golden.
"Let"s go in," suggested Charlie. "I want to buy a top!"
"All right," agreed Bunny.
"Well, boys, what can I sell you to-day?" asked Mrs. Golden, coming out from the little back room where she generally sat when there were no customers to wait on.
"Got any tops?" asked Charlie.
"A few," Mrs. Golden answered, "but not many. I"m going to have a new lot in next week. Good day, Bunny," she went on. "Did your mother like that baking powder?"
"I guess so," Bunny answered. Then he and Charlie began looking at the tops. But the kind Charlie wanted was not in the case, and after looking at several Charlie decided not to buy any.
"Here"s a tin automobile I"m selling cheap," said Mrs. Golden, taking a red toy out from another case. "It"s the last one I have, and I"ll sell it to you for what it cost me--twenty-five cents. The regular price would be fifty cents. See, I"ll wind it up for you."
This she did, setting it down on the floor. With a whizz and a buzz the auto darted across the store, bringing up with a bang against the low part of the opposite counter.
"Say, that"s a dandy!" exclaimed Charlie. "I"d like to own that!"
"So would I!" agreed Bunny. "Only I haven"t twenty-five cents."
"I have!" Charlie said. "I was going to spend only ten cents for a top, but I guess I"ll buy this buzzer auto for a quarter."
"It"s in good order," said Mrs. Golden. "I"m not going to keep such expensive toys after this. I"m getting too old to run a toy store as well as groceries and notions. I"m giving up most of my toys. But this is a good auto, Charlie."
"Yes"m, I"ll take it," said the little boy, and he bought the auto.
"You can"t take it to school with you," said Bunny, as he and his chum left Mrs. Golden"s store.
"Yes, I can," answered Charlie.
"If teacher sees it she"ll take it away."
"Well, she won"t see it. I can put it in my coat pocket." This Charlie did, after a struggle, for the pocket was rather small and the toy auto rather large.
"It sticks out and shows," Bunny said, after the toy had been crowded in.
"I"ll stuff my handkerchief over it," Charlie decided, and this was done.
Then the two boys went on to school, arriving just as it was time for recess, so they did not have to go back to their lessons right away.
"And I didn"t have to spell!" laughed Bunny. "Though I did know how to spell cracker."
"Come on!" called Charlie. "We"ll have some fun with my new auto! I"ll let it run around the yard."
This he did to the delight of the other boys. As for the girls, they gathered on the other side of the school yard for their own particular recess fun.
Sue, Mary Watson, Sadie West, Helen Newton and some others raced about, playing tag and jumping rope.
"Oh, I know what we can do!" suddenly cried Helen, when they were all tired from having romped about playing tag.
"What?" asked Sue.
"Let"s go down to the end of the yard where the men are digging, and see how big the hole is," suggested Helen.
"Oh, teacher said we mustn"t!" exclaimed Sadie.
"Well, we won"t go very close," went on Helen. "She just told us to be careful not to fall in. But if we don"t go too close we can"t fall in."
This seemed a safe way of looking at it, and the girls were curious to see what the workmen had done at the far end of the school yard. The laborers had been digging for some days, fixing water pipes, and had made a deep trench, so deep that when a man stood down in it only his head showed above.
Just now none of the men was near the hole, all having gone away to get other tools, and as the boys were busy playing at the other end of the yard, or watching Charlie"s auto, the girls could explore the digging by themselves.
"It"s nothing but a hole!" said Sue, in some disappointment, as they approached as near as they dared and looked in.
"I"d like to go down in it!" exclaimed Helen, who was rather daring.
"Oh!" cried Sue. "Come back! Don"t go too close!"
But Helen did not heed. She went up to the very edge of the long, deep trench, and was looking in when suddenly her feet slipped out from under her, and down she went, sliding right into the hole!
"Oh! Oh!" she cried.
"Oh! Oh!" screamed the other girls, and in such excited voices that Miss Bradley came running out of the cla.s.sroom and the boys crowded down to the end of the yard.
"What has happened?" asked the teacher.
"Helen Newton fell into the big hole!" cried Sadie West.
"Did the dirt cave in on her?" asked Miss Bradley.
Fortunately, it had not. The walls of the trench were firm and solid, and the only thing that had happened was that Helen was down in the deep trench, and could not get up by herself. She was crying now.
"Don"t cry," said Miss Bradley. "You"re all right. We"ll soon get you out. Now you other boys and girls keep back from the edges, or you"ll cause the sides to cave in and they"ll cover Helen! Keep back, Bunny, Sue, every one!"
This was good advice, and as the other children moved back away from the trench there was less danger. Miss Bradley was just going to send one of the boys to call the janitor when two workmen came back. They broke into a run as they saw the crowd about their digging place, for they had told the teacher to keep the children away from it.
"There"s been an accident!" said one man.