tent pole was cut, and the tent put up again, stronger than before. Bunny and Sue helped by picking up the scattered pieces of tree branches, and piling them in a heap. Then they swept up the torn-off leaves, and by this time the sun had dried up some of the puddles of water. By noon time the camp looked as well as it had before the storm.
"And don't forget to fix the hole over my cot," cried Bunny. "I don't want to be rained on any more. Daddy."
"I'll fix it," said Mr. Brown, and he did.
"I didn't hear any fire engines last night," Said Tom Vine as they sat at supper that evening, after coming in from a little sail around the lake, Bunker having fixed a sail onto the rowboat.
"Fire engines!" exclaimed Bunny. "Why should you hear fire engines, Tom?"
"Why, in the city, where I lived, before I went with that farmer, the fire engines used to come out after every storm. Places would be struck by lightning, you know. I've seen lots of fires. But I didn't hear any engines last night."
