The Bobbsey Twins at the Seashore

bbseys and Mrs. Manily hurried out to the small station, where numbers of carr

g?" asked Mrs. Bobbsey, taking a h

owny," answered Freddie, as if t

hatbox and flow

ferns," said

e," Mr. Bobbsey finished, for no

nodding on his turnout. The stage coach was an "old timer," and had carried many a merry party of sightseers through the sandy roads of Oceanp

e would call out

ay," he would annou

age driver, and never had to look

aid Mr. Bobbsey, espy

h?" he called to

say," replied Han

n Cliff-Minturn's pla

ng how rickety the

Hank, "but you can just

so the party "piled

, taking her seat up under the front w

sit in front with Hank but Mrs. Bobbsey thought it safer inside, for, indeed, the ride was risky enough, inside or out. As they jogg

bbsey, and Dinah said: "Suah 'nou

ved so slowly, and the old wagon creaked and cracked until Ha

ight t

Mr. Bobbsey, "but we d

there," drawl

declared Mrs. Bobbsey, in alarm, as the st

?" shouted Mr. Bobbsey to Han

moon will come up, but we'll be there 'fore that. Get 'long there,

t that, then suddenly something snapp

nk, jerking on the rein

was in a hole! S

e excited party. "It's only a broken

. It was so dark and

d at the b

concern as if the party had been safely landed on Aun

u can't fix it up?" Mr

stage to the blacksm

ing to do?" Mr. Bobbs

nswered. "The best thing you can do is pitch you

claimed Mr

e you to get a wagon?

that there barn. I'll get the coach to one side, and take a horse down to Sterritt'

do," Mr. Bobbsey said. "We ma

"we can pretend we are having a ba

carry Freddie, he was so sleepy; Mrs. Manily took good care of Flossie. But, of course, ther

ld lantern up under the seat in that stagecoach. M

you." And while Bert made his way back to the wagon, the others b

n belonged to a house up the road that t

m the road. "This lantern has oil in, I

been lighted, Bert marched on ahead of the

ther, at which remark Bert swung his light above hi

d, clean place like that, for outside it was very damp-almost wet with the ocean spray. Mr. Bobbsey found seats for all, and wi

inah's lap. She won't let nothin' tech you. An' youse kin

little youngster, and it was not long be

n Mrs. Manily's arms and s

red Nan, to her mother, "I do

a very comfortable hotel, especially as w

ert, as a strange sound,

htly answere

k so," said B

tarting up and clingin

scared t

e," cried Freddie. "Take

sisted their mother. "The stage dr

oise?" asked Freddie. "It

ime. It went up and down like a scale, an

r up in the abandoned hay loft the queer old birds had found

m," proposed Bert, w

t think of it. Hark! there's a wagon! I guess Hank is coming back to us," and

"Here you are. Come along no

they found Hank with a big farm wagon. The seats were made of boar

up for all their inconveniences, and when finally Hank