“We want some advice,” said George.
“But if you have any cookies I guess we’d like them, too,” said Bunny, with a laugh.
“All right,” agreed his mother. “Perhaps I can give you both. I am sure I can give you cookies,” she went on, as she asked Mary to bring out a large plate filled with sugar and molasses disks. “As for advice, what kind do you want?”
“It’s about the show,” explained Bunny. “The tickets aren’t selling, and we want to make money for some benefit.”
“I see,” remarked his mother. “Well, as it happens, some ladies have just called on me to ask me to help in raising money for a Home for Crippled Children. We thought of giving a fair, but if you boys want to give your show for the benefit of the Home, I’m sure the ladies would be glad to do all they could to help you sell the tickets, since they would raise money that way.”
“Just what we want!” cried George.
“Hurray!” shouted Bunny. “I knew mother could think of something!” he added.
And so it was arranged. Mrs. Brown called on the telephone the ladies who had been to see her, and they were very glad to have the show of Bunny and Sue under their charge. They at once appointed a committee which would help sell the tickets.
“I guess maybe we’d better have new ones printed,” suggested Bunny, when told that the ladies would help. “That ten dollar mistake on ’em doesn’t look very nice.”
“No, leave the tickets just as they are,” said his father. “It’s a ‘kid’ show and people will only laugh at the mistake. Besides, some men I know will be glad to pay the price as it stands on the ticket—I’ll make ’em,” he added, with a laugh.