dy Bunker's worry, ran down to play in the yard, Russ and Rose stayed

papers were

had some real estate papers in my desk at the office. They were about some property I was going to sell for a man, and the papers w

er, for her husband sometimes did business at his ho

of the six little Bunkers. "That i

stepped over to his desk, and began looking through it. He took out quite

m?" asked his wif

rge sum of money if I don't find them. I can't see what could have happened to them. I had them on my desk in the office yesterday,

know something about the pa

. Then he suddenly clapped his hands togeth

! I left those pape

repeated Mrs. Bun

ad on that coat when I was holding the papers in my hand, and then Mr. Johnson came along. I wanted to go out in th

ust be yet," said Mrs. Bu

ut to look at the lumber with him, I stuck the papers in the inside pocket of the old, ragged coat. And then I forgot all abou

e with you?

et us," b

seem quite so worried

e others are playing in the sand," for that's what they were doing. Vi, Ladd

d you, too, Whistler," said Mr. Bunker, g

with their father, leaving their smaller brothers and sisters playing in

uss, as he walked along, holding one of his

d when?" aske

nt on Russ. "It got broken when Laddie was inside it

that," said Mr. B

went on Rose. "Jerry told it to him, though. It's lik

. Bunker. "I didn't know barrels ate rolls. I thought the

er. "The riddle is, 'When is a barrel hungry?' and Laddie says Jer

dle for you. 'How many lollypops can you buy for two pennies?'" and he stopp

looked at Russ. Then they smi

e in here," went Mr. Bunker, as he led the wa

und that they could each

ss. "But I guess, on account of everythin

had two lollypops I'd be afraid you wouldn't know which one to taste first, and it would take so long t

h a funny daddy

me to Mr. Bunker's real estate office. He

was made up of three rooms, and in the large, outer one, were several clerks, writing a

Mr. Bunker of one of his clerks, when the office door ha

asked the clerk, whose name, by

pocket of that coat yesterday when I went out to the lumber pile with Mr. Johnson,

e gone, I'm afraid

an those pape

one. If there were any papers in the pocket

asked the real esta

ld tramp lumberman," answered

umberman?" as

he lumber pile with Mr. Johnson-and I saw you had on the old

re in the pocket," said Mr.

e ragged coat behind the door. And just before you went home for th

that," said the c

and since coming out he couldn't find any work to do. He said he was in need of a coat, and you

I did tell you to give him my old coat. I forgot all about having left the papers in it. I was

o thank you and that he was glad t

" exclaimed Mr. Bunker. "I never thought about them, for I wa

papers were in the old coat I'd have looked thr

my own. I should have remembered about the papers being in th

. Donlin, "and I haven't seen him si

to find the old lumberman; not that he has done anything wrong, but to get back my papers. H

an with the mail. There were several letters for the

ndma Bell! We must se

to him by his wife's mother-the children's grandmo

is news inde

ma tell you in the letter that the tramp