"I'll be careful," promised Russ.
A little later the train puffed in at a small station and there the Bunkers got out. They saw, waiting, a big automobile, though it was not as nice as the one they had at home.
"Are you the Bunkers?" asked a man standing near the automobile.
"Yes," answered Mr. Bunker. "Were you waiting for us?"
"I was. Mrs. Bell hired me to come over and get you. You see I'm about the only one that's got an auto in these parts, and as it's quite a drive through the woods for a team, Mrs. Bell thought maybe I'd better come in my machine."
"I'm glad you did," said Mr. Bunker. "There will be room for all of us in it."
"Yes, and the baggage too," said the man, who said he was Mr. Jim Mead. "When I get an auto I want one big enough for the whole family. Pile in now, children, and make yourselves at home."
"Do you know our Grandma Bell?" asked Russ of Mr. Mead.
"I should say I did!" he answered. "She and I are neighbors and good friends. Pile in and I'll soon have you out at the lake."
"Is it a nice lake?" asked Vi.