"Let's eat!"
"Oh, yes, let's!" agreed Sue, always willing to do what Bunny did.
"We'll make believe it's dinner time," Bunny went on, "and we'll let the raft float."
There was enough current in the river to carry the raft gently down, and Bunny and Sue were in no hurry.
Bunny had thought the time would come when he and his sister might want to sit down on their raft, and to keep them up out of the water he had put two empty orange crates on the craft. These made fine seats, and on one the lunch bag had been placed.
Laying their pushing poles down on top of the raft, in the middle, Bunny and Sue sat down on the orange crates and began to eat what they had brought with them. It did not matter that the cake and the bread were stale. To the children the food tasted as good as anything they had ever eaten at a party.
As they ate and floated along, the raft swung this way and that, sometimes turning completely around, so, at times, the children were going backward down the stream. It was at one of these times that they felt a sudden bump and jar—almost like the time when the engine had hitched itself to the freight car.
"Oh!" cried Sue. "What's that?"
Bunny turned, gave one look and cried:
"Hurray! We're here!"