“You shall see everything there is to see,” promised Daddy Bunker. “There! Now you know the secret. We are going off to Farmer Joel’s for the summer, and I think we shall have a fine time. Now eat your suppers!”
And the six little Bunkers did.
After supper there was more talk about going to the farm, and Mr. Bunker said:
“I have been talking with Adam, and this seems the best way to go. Cedarhurst, where Farmer Joel lives, is about forty miles from here. It is not on any railroad, so we shall need to go in the automobile. As our car is hardly large enough to take us all and the trunks we shall need this is what we can do.
“Adam and I will ride to Cedarhurst in the big auto truck that brought the flowers. In that we can also take the baggage—the trunks of clothes and the like. The children can also ride in the truck with me. We’ll fill it full of straw.”
“Oh, that will be fun!” cried Russ.
“A regular straw ride!” added Rose.
“But what about mother?” asked Violet. “Is she going in the truck with us?”
“Your mother and Norah will drive up in our own touring car,” said Mr. Bunker.
“When can we go?” asked Russ.