The Bobbsey Twins in the Country | Page 2

was pressed against the mother's shoulder from the arm of
the big rocking chair.
"Well, I was only just saying--" pouted Freddie.
"Now listen, dear." The mother went on once more reading from the
letter: "Aunt Sarah says Cousin Harry can hardly wait until vacation
time to see Bert, and she also says, 'For myself I cannot wait to see the
babies. I want to hear Freddie laugh, and I want to hear Flossie "say her
piece," as she did last Christmas, then I just want to hug them both to

death, and so does their Uncle Daniel.'"
"Good!--goody!" broke in the irrepressible Freddie again. "I'll just hug
Aunt Sarah this way," and he fell on his mother's neck and squeezed
until she cried for him to stop.
"I guess she'll like that," Freddie wound up, in real satisfaction at his
hugging ability.
"Not if you spoil her hair," Flossie insisted, while the overcome mother
tried to adjust herself generally.
"Is that all?" Flossie asked.
"No, there is a message for Bert and Nan too, but I must keep that for
lunch time. Nobody likes stale news," the mother replied.
"But can't we hear it when Bert and Nan come from school?" coaxed
Flossie.
"Of course," the mother assured her. "But you must run out in the air
now. We have taken such a long time to read the letter."
"Oh, aren't you glad!" exclaimed Flossie to her brother, as they ran
along the stone wall that edged the pretty terrace in front of their home.
"Glad! I'm just--so glad--so glad--I could almost fly up in the air!" the
boy managed to say in chunks, for he had never had much experience
with words, a very few answering for all his needs.
The morning passed quickly to the little ones, for they had so much to
think about now, and when the school children appeared around the
corner Flossie and Freddie hurried to meet Nan and Bert, to tell them
the news.
"We're going! we're going!" was about all Freddie could say.
"Oh, the letter came--from Aunt Sarah!" was Flossie's way of telling
the news. But it was at the lunch table that Mrs. Bobbsey finished the

letter.
"'Tell Nan,'" she read, "'that Aunt Sarah has a lot of new patches and
tidies to show her, and tell her I have found a new kind of jumble
chocolate that I am going to teach her to make.' There, daughter, you
see," commented Mrs. Bobbsey, "Aunt Sarah has not forgotten what a
good little baker you are."
"Chocolate jumble," remarked Bert, and smacked his lips. "Say, Nan,
be sure to learn that. It sounds good," the brother declared.
Just then Dinah, the maid, brought in the chocolate, and the children
tried to tell her about going to the country, but so many were talking at
once that the good-natured colored girl interrupted the confusion with a
hearty laugh.
"Ha! ha! ha! And all you-uns be goin' to de country!"
"Yes, Dinah," Mrs. Bobbsey told her, "and just listen to what Aunt
Sarah says about you," and once more the blue letter came out, while
Mrs. Bobbsey read:
"'And be sure to bring dear old Dinah! We have plenty of room, and
she will so enjoy seeing the farming.'"
"Farming! Ha! ha! Dat I do like. Used to farm all time home in
Virginie!" the maid declared. "And I likes it fuss-rate! Yes, Dinah'll go
and hoe de corn and" (aside to Bert) "steal de watermelons!"
The prospects were indeed bright for a happy time in the country, and
the Bobbseys never disappointed themselves when fun was within their
reach.
CHAPTER II
THE START
With so much to think about, the few weeks that were left between

vacation and the country passed quickly for the Bobbseys. As told in
any first book, "The Bobbsey Twins," this little family had a splendid
home in Lakeport, where Mr. Bobbsey was a lumber mechant [sic].
The mother and father were both young themselves, and always took
part in their children's joys and sorrows, for there were sorrows
sometimes. Think of poor little Freddie getting shut up all alone in a
big store with only a little black kitten, "Snoop," to keep him from
being scared to death; that was told of in the first book, for Freddie
went shopping one day with his mamma, and wandered off a little bit.
Presently he found himself in the basement of the store; there he had so
much trouble in getting out he fell asleep in the meantime. Then, when
he awoke and it was all dark, and the great big janitor came to rescue
him--oh!--Freddie thought the man might even be a giant when he first
heard the janitor's voice in the dark store.
Freddie often got in trouble, but