There were stories about cows and horses; and a long, long one about the
interesting animals to be seen at the zoo.
One story was so funny that when Don read it, he burst out laughing; and
the other passengers looked at him and smiled. It was about a mischievous
monkey at the zoo. One day a gentleman who wore a wig came by, carrying
his hat in his hand. The monkey reached through the bars and caught hold
of the wig, pulling it off his head.
When it was time for lunch, Joyce opened the basket that Grandma had
packed for them. They spread out a napkin on the seat in front of them,
and ate their lunch off this "table" in the most grown-up fashion. Grandma
had tucked in several surprises; and how good the cookie-men tasted!
In the middle of the afternoon they began to pass through the suburbs
of the city, and soon familiar sights came into view. When the train
backed into the station, there stood Mother and Daddy waiting for them.
"O Mother," cried Joyce with a bear hug, "I've had a good time, but I'm
so glad to see you again!" Don, big boy that he was, had jumped into
Daddy's arms. Soon the little trunk had been placed in the car, and they
were driving toward home.
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