climbing the fences that stood in their way, till they came to a large
clump of willow trees, loaded down with pussy willows.

"Let's pick them for Miss Davis," suggested Sunny Boy.

"But then we'll have to carry them all day," said Perry.

"No we won't. We can take them back and leave them in the wagon," said
Sunny Boy. "And then we'll eat lunch and walk the other way. I don't
think there is much fun around here."

Nelson Baker had a pocket knife, so he cut the pussy willows and the
boys carried a large bunch back to the tree where Bob had tied the
horse and wagon. But the horse was gone, and, of course, the wagon,
when they reached the tree, and neither Bob or Mr. Parkney was in sight.

"They've gone home to eat their dinner," said Sunny Boy. "Let's leave
the pussy willows under this tree. Mr. Parkney said he would be back
by half-past one, you know."

"I'm starving," declared Leslie Bradin. "Come on, let's eat now. My
mother put two stuffed eggs in my box."

Seven very hungry small boys may dispose of seven hearty lunches in
almost seven minutes. It did take Sunny Boy and his friends a little
longer, but in much less than half an hour they were through eating and
had tossed the boxes into the brook and seen them rushed swiftly down
stream.

"What's on the other side of that fence?" asked Oliver Dunlap, pointing