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Updated: May 23, 2025
Anyhow, Solomon Owl declared that there was still another reason why Benjamin did not like Freddie Firefly. Solomon claimed that Benjamin would have liked to EAT Freddie. But he didn't quite dare to grab him for fear of getting burned by Freddie's light. If that was so, then it was no wonder that Freddie kept flashing his light in the dark.
"I have a train of cars, and when they get off the track Flossie and I put 'em back on." "Well, I wish you could do that with this train, my little engineer!" laughed the man who had talked to Freddie's father. "I'm not an engineer!" exclaimed the little fellow, smiling. "No?" asked the man. "Nope!
"Joan Valentine!" cried Judson, bringing his hands down on the tablecloth with a bang. "I've just remembered it. That was the name of the girl Freddie used to write the letters and poems to; and that's who it is I've been trying all along to think you reminded me of, Miss Simpson. You're the living image of Freddie's Miss Joan Valentine."
This time they rode on a trolley car, and there was no danger of Freddie's sending in an alarm of fire. And on the way home something quite wonderful happened. At least it was wonderful for Freddie. He was looking out of the window, when suddenly he gave a yell that startled his father and mother, as well as Nan, Bert, Nell and Flossie, and that made the other passengers sit up. "Oh, look!
I know all about it. I read the reports. They made poor old Percy look like an absolute ass." "Well, Nature had done that already; but I'm bound to say they improved on Nature's work. I should think your Cousin Percy must have felt like a plucked chicken." A spasm of pain passed over the Honorable Freddie's vacant face. He wriggled in his chair.
"I'm going to catch a big fish," said Flossie, as she laid her doll down beside the sleeping dog Snap, and took Freddie's pole. "Don't fall in that's all," cautioned Mrs. Bobbsey. "I'll watch her," offered Dorothy, for Nan had gone down to help dry the dishes, it being her "turn."
Derek threw down the end of his cigarette, and crushed it with his heel. A closer observer than Freddie would have detected long ere this the fact that his demeanor was not that of a happy and successful wooer. "Jill and I are not going to be married," he said. A look of blank astonishment came into Freddie's cheerful face. He could hardly believe that he had heard correctly.
"Freddie's always fallin' in," gasped Flossie, who was always getting frightened at her twin brother's accidents. "Well, I get out, don't I?" pouted Freddie, not feeling very happy in his wet clothing. "Now we must hurry home," insisted Mrs.
His relations could scarcely believe that he was quite himself. "His fright on the railroad must have injured his mind," they said to one another. "Or perhaps the train ran over his head when he didn't know it." They could think of no other reason for Freddie's queer actions. Always before he had seemed too kind-hearted to rejoice over another person's ill luck.
He and Flossie had, for the moment, wandered away from Bert and Nan, though they were still within sight. At Freddie's call Bert looked up and toward his small brother. Bert saw the two small Bobbsey twins standing beside a big tree which, as Freddie had said, was partly cut down. Just then came a puff of wind. The big tree slowly swayed and began to fall over.
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