The Bobbsey Twins at Meadow Brook

THE BOBBSEY TWINS AT MEADOW BROOK
By Laura Lee Hope

CONTENTS
I. A CROCKERY CRASH
II. NEW SUMMER PLANS
III. THE RUNAWAY BOY
IV. OFF FOR MEADOW BROOK
V. SNAP'S ESCAPE
VI. AT MEADOW BROOK
VII. THE PICNIC
VIII. LOST IN THE HAY
IX. THE FIVE-PIN SHOW
X. A SHAM BATTLE
XI. MOVING PICTURES
XII. THE BOBBSEYS ACT
XIII. THE CIRCUS
XIV. FREDDIE IS MISSING
XV. FOUND AGAIN

XVI. FRANK'S STORY
XVII. A WILD ANIMAL SCARE
XVIII. WHAT FREDDIE SAW
XIX. IN SWIMMING
XX. FRANK COMES BACK
XXI. BAD MONEY
XXII. HAPPY DAYS
CHAPTER I
A CROCKERY CRASH
"Well, here we are back home again!" exclaimed Nan Bobbsey, as she
sat down in a chair on the porch. "Oh, but we have had such a good
time!"
"The best ever!" exclaimed her brother Bert, as he set down the valise
he had been carrying, and walked back to the front gate to take a small
satchel from his mother.
"I'm going to carry mine! I want to carry mine all the way!" cried little
fat Freddie Bobbsey, thinking perhaps his bigger brother might want to
take, too, his bundle.
"All right, you can carry your own, Freddie," said Bert, pleasantly. "But
it's pretty heavy for you."
"It--it isn't very heavy," panted Freddie, as he struggled on with his
bundle, his short fat legs fairly "twinkling" to and fro as he came up the
walk. "It's got some cookies in, too, my bundle has; and Flossie and I
are going to eat 'em when we get on the porch."
"Oh, so that's the reason you didn't want Bert to take your package, is

it?" asked Mrs. Bobbsey, with a smile, as she patted the little fat chap
on the head.
"Oh, well, I'll give Bert a cookie if he wants one," said Freddie,
generously, "but I'm strong enough to carry my own bundle all the way;
aren't I, Dinah?" and he appealed to a fat, good-natured looking colored
woman, who was waddling along, carrying a number of packages.
"Dat's what yo' is, honey lamb! Dat's what yo' is!" Dinah exclaimed.
"An' ef I could see dat man ob mine, Sam Johnson, I'd make him take
some ob dese yeah t'ings."
As Dinah spoke there came from around the corner of the house a tall,
slim colored man, who as soon as he saw the party of returning
travelers, ran forward to help them carry their luggage.
"Well, it's about time dat yo' come t' help us, Sam Johnson!" exclaimed
his wife. "It's about time!"
"Didn't know yo' all was a-comin', Dinah! Didn't know yo' all would
get heah so soon, 'deed I didn't!" Sam exclaimed, with a laugh, that
showed his white teeth in strange contrast to his black face. "Freddie,
shall I take yo' package? Flossie, let me reliebe yo', little Missie!"
"No, Sam, thank you!" answered the little girl, who was just about the
size and build of Freddie. "I have only Snoop, our cat, and I can carry
him easily enough. You help Dinah!"
"'Deed an' he had better help me!" exclaimed the colored cook.
Sam took all the packages he could carry, and hurried with them to the
stoop. But he had not gone very far before something happened.
From behind him rushed a big dog, barking and leaping about, glad,
probably, to be home again from part of the summer vacation.
"Look out, Sam!" called Bert Bobbsey, who was carrying the valise his
mother had had. "Lookout!"

"What's de mattah? Am I droppin' suffin?" asked Sam, trying to turn
about and look at all the bundles and packages he had in his arms and
hands.
"It's Snap!" cried Nan, who was sitting comfortably on the shady porch.
"Look out for him, Sam."
"Snap! Behave yourself!" ordered little fat Flossie, as she set down a
wooden cage containing a black cat. "Be good, Snap!"
"Here, Snap! Snap! Come here!" called Freddie.
Snap, the big dog, was too excited just then to mind. With another loud,
joyous bark he rushed up behind Sam, and, as the colored man of all
work about the Bobbsey place had very bow, or curved, legs, Snap ran
right between them. That is, he ran half way, and then, as he was a
pretty fat dog, he stuck there.
"Good land ob massy!" exclaimed Sam, as he looked down to see the
dog half way between his bow legs, Snap's head sticking out one way,
and his wagging tail the other. "Get out ob dat, Snap!" cried Sam. "Get
out! Move on, sah!"
"Bow wow!" barked Snap, which might have meant almost anything.
"Look out!" shouted Sam. "Yo'll upset me! Dat's what you will!"
And indeed it did seem as though this might happen. For Sam was so
laden down with packages that he could