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Potter Valley is one of the richest and also one of the prettiest of the minor valleys of this State, and your way to Lakeport carries you along the shores of two pleasant mountain lakelets the Blue Lakes, which are probably ancient craters.
"So do I," said Bert. "I want to get that hundred dollars." "Well, we'll be going back to Lakeport in a few days now," said his mother. "Our stay in Washington is nearly over." "Oh, dear!" sighed Nell. "I wish you could stay longer." "So do I," added her brother Billy. Bert gave Billy back the borrowed fifteen cents, and when Mr.
"Just think of that now!" he went on. "My railroad train gets in a wreck right near Lakeport, where I want to get off, and first I know I run into Mr. Bobbsey's children! Well, well! To think of that!" "Here comes daddy now!" cried Flossie, pointing to a figure walking over the snow toward them. "Oh, Daddy, I saw the train wreck!" yelled Freddie.
"Are you goin' there soon?" asked Flossie. "We've got a poorhouse at Lakeport, and it's awful nice." "Oh, well, little one, maybe I don't go there just yet," said the man who spoke wrong words sometimes. "Here, Mina!" he called, and a woman, almost as old as he, came from the back room. "Wipe off the dust. I have sold the old dishes the valuable old dishes."
Bobbsey to Hiram Hickson. Bert and Nan, who did not have to go to bed as early as did Flossie and Freddie, rather hoped they might sit up and hear the queer man's story. But in this they were disappointed. However, Mr. Bobbsey let them hear, the next morning, the reason why Mr. Hickson had traveled to Lakeport. "He really was coming to see me," said Mr. Bobbsey.
Clear Lake is a large and picturesque sheet of water, twenty-five miles long by about seven wide, surrounded by mountains, which in many places rise from the water's edge. At Lakeport you can hire a boat at a very reasonable price, and I advise the traveler to take his blankets on board, and make this boat his home for two or three days.
I think you'll get all the coasting and skating you want when we get back to Lakeport." "Anyway, we're having a nice time while we're here," said Nan, with a happy little sigh. "It's fun when Freddie and Flossie don't get lost," added Bert. "I'm going to keep watch of 'em this time." "I'll help," added Nan. "Oh, here are Billy and Nell!" she called, waving her hand to their new friends.
With children laughing, children singing, children shouting and children smiling, with flags flying and the horn tooting, the big auto started off, having taken aboard the Bobbsey twins; and soon the two trucks were out of sight around a turn in the road, bound for Pine Grove, on the outskirts of the town of Lakeport. It was the yearly picnic of one of the Lakeport Sunday schools.
I want to do all I can for the poor old man, for he was so good to Flossie and Freddie. But now tell me about the goat." Freddie and Flossie took turns doing that, and a very funny story they made of it, too. Mr. Bobbsey laughed, and laughed again. Then he had to hear about everything else that had happened while he was in Lakeport.
You make me feel awfully hollow," came from her twin brother. And the way he said this was so comical it made her laugh in spite of her trouble. The laugh put them both in better spirits, and leaving the Ice Bird where she lay, they set off through the snow in the direction of the road which ran from Lakeport to the village of Hopedale, six miles away.
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