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Now, if you're ready, we'll start." The train had gone on, after leaving the Bobbseys and their baggage. Into the wagon the twins were helped. Mr. and Mrs. Bobbsey took their seats, the driver called to the horses and away they trotted. "Is Cowdon much of a town?" asked Mr. Bobbsey, as they drove along.
But every now and then Snap would insist on jumping out to run along the road, and every time he did this Flossie and Freddie would set up a howl, fearing he would get lost. "Snap!" exclaimed Mr. Bobbsey, when this had happened four or five times, "if you don't stay here quietly I'll tie you fast. Lie down, sir!" Snap barked, wagged his tail, and looked at Mr.
"It's an awful funny play anyhow, the billboard pictures are." "Are we all going?" asked Freddie. "Yes," answered Mrs. Bobbsey. "We are all going." Much excited over the joys before them, for in Lakeport there was only one theatre, and plays did not show there often, the Bobbsey twins made ready to go to the matinée.
Bert Bobbsey looked all around the big underground subway station before he answered Nan. Then he took off his cap to scratch his head, as he often did while thinking. Next he looked down at Flossie and Freddie. If he thought he was going to find the two little twins in a fright at what Nan had said about being lost, Bert was mistaken.
That their lovely party should be spoiled by the missing ice cream seemed too bad to be true. "Mamma, if we can't find this ice cream, can't we buy more?" Flossie wanted to know. "The girls just want some so bad!" "And the boys, too," added Freddie. "Oh, I guess we'll manage to get some fo you, if we can't find this," answered Mrs. Bobbsey. "We may have to wait a little while for it, though."
Bobbsey came up out of the little motor room after a while, and watched his wife and Dinah putting things away. The boat was moving down the lake. "Oh, look at your face!" suddenly cried Mrs. Bobbsey. "What's the matter with it?" asked her husband, putting his hand up to his nose, as almost any person will do when you speak of his face. "It's all black!" went on Mrs. Bobbsey. "So are your hands.
Turning, Bert saw his mother, with Aunt Sarah, Flossie, Freddie and Nan. They had come up the hill to look down into the valley and see what all the excitement was about. "Yes, here we are!" cried Mr. Bobbsey. "Isn't this great? It's a sham battle." "What for?" asked his wife, and she had to speak loudly to be heard above the rattle and bang of the guns. "For moving pictures," answered Mr.
Fathers and mothers, who had come to bring their children, talked with one another, though they were strangers, and it was because of this that Mrs. Bobbsey, when Freddie and Laddie started to talk together again about the turtle ride, nodded and smiled at the elderly lady with whom Laddie had come to the theatre. "My little boy seems to have taken quite a fancy to yours," said the twins' mother.
"We have only just begun to talk of the West and here you are stopping school to go." "But what is it all about?" Bert went on. "Why do you have to go out West, Daddy? Aren't you going to have the lumberyard any more?" "Oh, indeed I am, and perhaps a larger one than before if things turn out the way I expect," answered Mr. Bobbsey. "But here comes Nan," he went on.
"What's over there?" asked Freddie, pointing to where a crowd of people were standing near some pools in the middle of the floor. "Oh, different big fish a sea lion, alligators and turtles," said Mr. Bobbsey. "Let's look at the sea lion!" called Flossie. "I want to see a swimming turtle," said Freddie. "I had a mud turtle once, but he went away." "You shall see everything," promised Mr. Bobbsey.
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