"And don't forget about digging for gold!" added Laddie.
They got off the train, and Cousin Tom, who was waiting for them, hurried up, all smiles. Behind him came his pretty wife.
"Oh, I'm so glad to see you!" said Cousin Ruth.
"Are all the six little Bunkers here?" Cousin Tom wanted to know, with a grin.
"Every one!" answered Mother Bunker. "But we nearly lost Margy. She crawled under a fruit stand after a kitten. Where is she now? Margy, come back!" she called, for she saw the little girl running toward the train. "Don't get on the cars!" cried Mrs. Bunker. The train was beginning to move. "Come back, Margy! Oh, get her, some one!"
But Margy was not going near the train. Suddenly she stooped over and caught up in her arms a little, white, woolly poodle dog.
"Look what I found!" she cried. "If I can't have a kittie cat, I can have a dog. He is a nice dog and he jumped off the train 'cause he likes me!"
And, just as Margy picked up the dog in her arms, a woman thrust her head out of one of the windows of the moving train and screamed.