There were whoops of delight from the six little Bunkers.
“Could I drive the horses?” asked Russ.
“Well, we’ll see about that,” answered Farmer Joel slowly.
“I want to ride on the rake that makes the hay into heaps like Eskimo houses,” announced Laddie.
“You’d better not do that,” his mother said. “You might fall off and get raked up with the hay.”
“I’ll look after them, and so will Adam North!” chuckled Farmer Joel. “So to bed now, all of you. Up bright and early! We must get the hay in before it rains!”
CHAPTER XV
AN EXCITING RIDE
Very seldom did the six little Bunkers need any one to call them to get them out of bed. Generally they were up before any one else in Farmer Joel’s house. The morning when the hay was to be gotten in was no exception.
Almost as soon as Norah had the fire started and breakfast on the way, Russ, Rose and the others were impatient to start for the hay field.
“Why does he have to get the hay in before it rains?” asked Violet of her father, remembering what Farmer Joel had said the night before.