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And he threw the box to Mr. Bobbsey. There was no time for words, but Mr. Bobbsey thrust a coin in the man's hand and all the members of the Bobbsey family looked their thanks. "Well, I declare, you can't see anybody," called out a good-natured little lady, trying to surround them all at once. "Aunt Sarah!" exclaimed the Bobbseys. "And Uncle Dan!" "And Harry!" "Hello! How do? How are you?
Of course we love to have you!" cried Nan, kissing her mother. "I know, but you want Daddy, too! I don't blame you. But we must give him up for a little while, if it is to help Uncle Jack." "Oh, of course we will!" cried Nan, and Bert nodded his head to show that he agreed. "I'll just about have time to catch a train for Lakeport," said Mr. Bobbsey, looking at his watch.
"Freddie never goes home by himself after he has come to see me without telling me that he is going. I wonder where he is." Mr. Bobbsey looked and called Freddie's name, but the little fellow, being sound asleep, did not hear. Then Mr. Bobbsey told several of his men about the little lost boy, and they began searching for him.
"What happened?" asked Mr. Bobbsey, while one of the men who stay inside the Monument at the top, to see that no accidents happen, came around to inquire if he could be of any help. "It's Flossie's hat," explained Mrs. Bobbsey. "She was taking it off, as she said the rubber band hurt her, when a puff of wind came along " "And it just blowed my hat right away!" cried Flossie.
To him railroad wrecks seemed very bad things, indeed, though having the firemen come was something he always liked to watch. "No, this is the only railroad wreck I have ever been in," said Mr. Hickson. "I don't want to be in another, either. No, my bad luck didn't have anything to do with wrecks or firemen. I'll tell you my story after supper," he said to Mr. Bobbsey.
Bobbsey had had reserved for him a drawing room. That is part of the sleeping car built off from the rest at one end. On arriving at the junction the Bobbseys left the train they had been on since leaving Lakeport and got on the through train, which drew into the junction almost as soon as they did. They went into the little room at the end of the sleeping coach which Mr.
"That's so I almost forgot," spoke Jimmie Black. A little later Mrs. Bobbsey said to Dinah: "I think you may bring in the cream now, and I will help you serve it." "Yes, ma'am." "Oh, goodie!" cried Freddie. "Ice cream's coming!" and he waved his spoon above his head. "Freddie Freddie" said his mother, in gentle reproof.
"I want to see you, anyhow, and have a talk with you. I want to ask your advice." "Very well, come along, then," returned the children's father. "We can talk after supper," went on Mr. Bobbsey, as the little party walked along the Lakeport street away from the railroad wreck. "That is, if you feel able, Mr. Hickson." "Oh, I'm beginning to feel all right again," said Mr. Hickson.
"I'd rather have that small aeroplane," said Bert, pointing to one that could be wound up with a rubber band and would fly for some distance. "And I'd like that work basket," said Nan. "Well, we'll get you all something, and then we must start for our hotel," said Mr. Bobbsey. "Come, Freddie, pick out the bugs you want, and don't run away again.
He had been holding it on his front paws as Snoop slid overboard, and, as he gave a jump, Snap did not come down on all four legs. He jumped while he was yet standing on his hind ones, and of course the doll went over the rail with him. "What has happened?" cried Mrs. Bobbsey, as she heard the screaming, and the splashes in the water. "Have any of the children fallen in?"
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