"We won't," promised Bunny and Sue.
"Oh my goodness!" exclaimed Grandpa Brown when Bunny and Sue told him what had happened. "I forgot to speak about the bees. You see I didn't have any when you were here before, and now I should have told you to keep away from them. I'm glad the hired man saw you in time, or you might have been badly stung."
"Does it hurt to be stung?" Bunny wanted to know.
"Indeed it does!" his father told him. "It's worse than fifty mosquito bites made into one. So keep away from the bees."
Bunny and Sue were sure they would. They told about having fed the horse, and how the old ram pulled Bunny by the coat.
The next day Bunny and Sue started in to have all sorts of good times on Grandpa Brown's farm. Early in the morning they got up and bad breakfast Then, wearing their old clothes, so they could romp and roll as they liked, they began the day.
First they went with Grandma Brown to feed the chickens. Mother Brown also went
