<h2>CHAPTER XXI</h2>
<h3>"WHERE IS SUE?"</h3>
<p>"Now children, the attic is yours for the day," said Mrs. Preston, after
she had led Bunny Brown and his sister into the house, and had helped
them get off their wet coats. "You are to do just as you please, for
there is nothing in the attic you can harm."</p>
<p>"Oh, won't we have fun?" cried Sue.</p>
<p>"I should say so!" exclaimed Bunny. "Are there any old guns or swords up
there we can play soldier with?" asked the little boy.</p>
<p>"Yes, I think so," answered Mrs. Preston. "The guns are very old and
can't be shot off, and the swords are very dull, so you can't hurt
yourself. Still, be careful."</p>
<p>"We will," promised Bunny. "I wish I had another boy to play with. Sue
makes a good nurse, but she isn't much of a soldier."<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_208" id="Page_208">[Pg 208]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>"I can holler 'Bang!' as loud as you," protested Sue.</p>
<p>"Yes, I know you can, but who ever heard of women soldiers? They are all
right for nurses, and Sue can bandage your arm up awful tight, just like
it was really shot off. But she can't act like a real soldier, Mrs.
Preston."</p>
<p>"Maybe the boy I have asked over to play in the attic with you can,"
suggested Mrs. Preston.</p>
<p>"Oh, is there another boy coming?" asked Bunny eagerly.</p>
<p>"Yes. And a girl, too. They are Charlie and Rose Parker, and they live
down the road a way. They are a new family that has just moved in, and
they haven't an attic in their house, any more then you have in your
tent. So I ask them over every rainy day, for I know that it is hard for
children to stay in the house."</p>
<p>"Oh, I hope they come soon!" exclaimed Bunny. "I want to have some fun!"</p>
<p>"I think I hear them now," said Mrs. Preston, as a knock sounded at the
back door.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_209" id="Page_209">[Pg 209]</SPAN></span> "Yes, here they are," she called to Bunny and Sue, who were
sitting in the dining room. "Come now, young folks, get acquainted, and
then go up to the attic to play."</p>
<p>Charlie and Rose Parker, being about the age of Bunny and Sue, did not
take long to grow friendly. And the Brown children, having often met
strangers, were not a bit bashful, so the four soon felt that they had
known each other a long time.</p>
<p>"Now up to the attic with you, and have your fun!" directed Mrs.
Preston. "Use anything you want to play with, but, when you are through,
put everything back where you found it."</p>
<p>"We will!" promised the children, and up the stairs they went, laughing
and shouting.</p>
<p>"I hope we find some swords and guns to fight with," said Bunny to
Charlie.</p>
<p>"Oh, there's a lot of them," Charlie answered. "I've been here before
and I know where lots of guns are. Only they're awful heavy."</p>
<p>"Then we can pretend they are cannon!" cried Bunny.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_210" id="Page_210">[Pg 210]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>"Yes, and we can make a fort of old trunks. There's a lot of them up
here," Charlie said.</p>
<p>They were on their way up the attic stairs, Charlie leading the way, as
he had often gone up before.</p>
<p>"Don't take all the trunks until we get out of them what we want to play
with," begged Rose.</p>
<p>"What's in the trunks?" asked Bunny of his new friend.</p>
<p>"Oh, nothing but a lot of old dresses and things. Rose most always
dresses up fancy in 'em and pretends she's a big lady," said Charlie.</p>
<p>"Then that's what Sue'll do," said Bunny. "She likes to dress up. But
we'll play soldier."</p>
<p>Mrs. Preston's attic was the nicest one that could be imagined. In one
corner were several trunks. In another corner was a spinning wheel, and
hanging here and there from the attic beams were strings of sleigh
bells, that sent out a merry jingle when one's head hit them.</p>
<p>Here and there, in places where there were <span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_211" id="Page_211">[Pg 211]</SPAN></span>no boards over the beams,
were hickory nuts and walnuts that could be cracked on a brick and
eaten.</p>
<p>"They'll be our rations," said Charlie, who liked to play soldier as
well as did Bunny.</p>
<p>"But where are the swords and the guns?" Bunny asked.</p>
<p>"I'll show you," said Charlie. "They're just behind the chimney."</p>
<p>In the middle of the attic, extending up through the roof, was a big
chimney. It could not be seen in the rest of the house, but here in the
attic the bricks were in plain view, and Charlie said, on cold Winter
days, when it snowed, it was warm in the attic because of the heat from
the chimney.</p>
<p>Just now the boys were more interested in the guns and the swords, of
which a goodly number were hanging on rafters and beams back of the
chimney.</p>
<p>"Oh, what a lot of guns!" cried Bunny.</p>
<p>"And they shoot, too," added Charlie. "I mean you can pull the trigger
and the hammer will snap down. Course we only use make-believe powder."<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_212" id="Page_212">[Pg 212]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>"Course," agreed Bunny. "But we can holler 'Bang!' whenever we shoot a
gun."</p>
<p>"And we can each have a sword."</p>
<p>So the boys began to play soldier, sometimes both being on the same
side, hunting Indians through the secret mazes of the attic, and again
one being a white-settler soldier, and the other a red man.</p>
<p>Meanwhile Sue and Rose were playing a different game. They had found
some old-fashioned and big silk dresses in some of the trunks, and they
at once dressed themselves up in these and made believe pay visits one
to the other. The two little girls talked as they imagined grown-up
ladies would talk when "dressed up," and they had great fun, while on
the other side of the attic Charlie and Bunny were bang-banging away at
one another in the soldier game.</p>
<p>The children had been playing in the attic about an hour, the boys at
their soldiering game and the girls at visiting, when Rose came to Bunny
and Charlie with a queer look on her face.</p>
<p>"What's the matter?" asked Charlie.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_213" id="Page_213">[Pg 213]</SPAN></span> "Have you had a fuss and stopped
playing?"</p>
<p>"No, but I can't find Sue anywhere."</p>
<p>"Can't find Sue!" exclaimed Bunny. "Where is she?"</p>
<p>"That's just what I don't know. I was playing I was Mrs. Johnson, and
she was to be Mrs. Wilson and call on me. When she didn't come I went to
look for her, but I couldn't find her in her house."</p>
<p>"Which was her house," asked Bunny.</p>
<p>"This big trunk," and Rose pointed to a large one in a distant corner of
the attic.</p>
<p>"Sue! Sue! Are you in there? Are you in the trunk?" cried Bunny.</p>
<p>The children, listening, seemed to hear a faint call from inside the
trunk. They looked at one another with startled eyes. What could they
do?<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_214" id="Page_214">[Pg 214]</SPAN></span></p>
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