Bunny and Sue had many nice rides behind their Shetland pony. Sometimes Uncle Tad went with them. They learned to manage him quite well, and Mrs. Brown was not afraid to let the children go even on rather long drives. One day she said to them:
"Do you think you could drive Toby to the farm, and bring me back some new butter?"
"Oh, yes, Mother!" cried Bunny. "We'd love to!"
The farm, of which the children's mother spoke, was a place about two miles out of town, where a man sold butter, eggs and chickens. Mrs. Brown often sent there for fresh things for the table.
"Well, if you're sure it won't be too far for you, you may go," she said to the children. "But be very careful of autos and wagons."
"We will," they promised.
"We'll keep on one side of the road all the way," Bunny added.
He and Sue knew the road to the farm quite well, or they thought they did, and they were quite delighted to start off, not knowing what was going to happen to them.
"I'll put you up a little lunch to eat on the way," said Mrs. Brown, "for it may take you some time to go and come."
"Won't Toby get hungry, too?" asked Sue.