“You young imp!” Jimmie swooped down upon him and hugged him so hard Sunny squirmed uneasily. “You bet I was scared! I thought every minute you’d tumble off. And now do you want to ride up to the barn with me, or have you had enough?”
“I’ll ride with you,” said Sunny firmly.
CHAPTER XV
SUNNY’S GOOD LUCK
“There!” Grandma, a pretty picture in her white dress that matched her white hair, closed the side door. “Now we’re really started.”
She and Grandpa and Mother and Sunny Boy were going for their long-talked-of picnic in the woods. Araminta had the day for a holiday and had gone merrily off to town to buy herself a new frock. Sunny had wanted Jimmie to come to the picnic, but Jimmie, too, was away. He had gone down to the city to sell hay for Grandpa. So it happened that just the four were to spend the day in the woods.
“What we’ll do without you, Sunny,” said Grandpa, as they walked ahead, “I’m sure I don’t know.”
“But I’ll send you some of the sand,” urged Sunny cheerfully. “And a seashell, Grandpa.”