But no tramps were found.
"Maybe they heard Splash barking, and ran away in such a hurry that they dropped their handkerchief," said Bunny.
"Maybe," agreed his mother. "Well, it's better to have them take the crullers, the pie and the cake instead of a cow or a horse."
"Indeed it is!" said Grandpa Brown. "I don't want to lose any more horses."
"I can bake you another cocoanut-custard cake, children," said Grandma Brown. "I'll make it to-morrow. To-night you will have to eat cookies with your milk."
And the cookies were very good, as was everything Grandma Brown made, so Bunny and Sue were not hungry after all.
That night Grandpa Brown went all around the house, to make sure that all the doors and windows were locked.
"For we don't want any tramps coming here in the middle of the night, waking us up from our sleep," he said.
And nothing happened. Probably the tramps ran a good way off with the fine big cocoanut-custard cake. They must have had a good feast on that, and on the pies and crullers.
For two or three days after the picnic Bunny Brown and his sister Sue had good times at grandpa's farm. One day it rained, but the children played a part of the time in the barn, and the rest of the time in the big attic of grandpa's house.