The Bobbsey Twins in a Great City

he led Flossie and Freddie along a path through the snow to hi

upset Flossie and me when I pulled on the wrong rope. Bu

, I-I g

chopper, who made a living by cutting firewood and kindling wood in the

nswered Flossie. "Bert and Nan ar

-boat doesn't go by siz

ory of the runaway ice-boat, and of having left the

oh, dear! I wonder where Daddy and Mother are now." Floss

round Lakeport called him. "If your father and

with a sigh. "And I guess Flossie is hungry

admitted the bl

little man?" a

reddie admitted. "Have y

ding the children along by either hand. Flossie and Freddie looked up into his kindly, wrinkled face, the cheeks glowing red like two rosy apples, and they knew they wou

ot fire, eating bread and milk, which was the best the woodchopper could offer them. But the

little girl?" asked F

chick or a child,

you wanted it," said Freddie. "And some

I haven't any place to keep a chicken. It would get lonesome, I'm afraid,

sked Flossie, taking a second glass of

ived in a place where there were two chil

ie, brushing up the last of t

I got so old I could not plow or cut hay. Then the man who owns this forest said I might come here a

ime when Bert and Nan were babies, so Flossie and Fred

any folks?" a

ack of them, and they lost me, I guess; so where they are now, if they're anywh

with a smile. "But now maybe we'd better start home

f you've had enough to

Freddie. "But it's a long way to go ho

that boat!"

?" asked the woodchopper. "In a sled

ddie, clapping his hands. "But

have to haul my wood into town to sell it. I'll get my bobsled ready and tuck you

snugly tucked in among their own robes, for the ice

e Jack, "so I'll get you home as fast as I can, though m

k old," said F

old and full of

ed Flossie. "If you have my mothe

h good for that. I guess I need to go to a hospital. B

orse, his bells jingling as he hauled the sled o

out Bert's ice-bo

t isn't damaged any, and it will be all right. Few folks come d

lonesome," re

folks, like other men. But it isn't t

e name of y

good for a woodchopper's horse,

opper, Mr. and Mrs. Bobbsey, with Bert and Nan, left far behin

we do?"

hose children!" exc

going to do," Mr.

e," put in Bert, pointing toward some on the other

rs. Bobbsey. "Oh, I do hope nothin

ll out they can't get much of a bump on the ice, and if they run ashor

o after them!"

rive down the lake after them. The road runs right along the lake shore and

the missing ones, for Flossie and Freddie in the ice-boat had sailed arou

eir automobile, and half-way to the woodcutter's cabin, though he had no idea the childr

s Daddy!" c

her brother. "Your ice-boat's all righ

asked Mr. Bobbsey,

ddie. "And we had

you, Uncle Jack," said the children'

g seen them tossed into the snow and of how he helped them out, and then Mr.

t's all, and I guess I steered the bo

laughing also. "But as long as you two are al

he children into his sleigh, driving hom

woodchopper to her father. "He hasn't a chick

very happy life," said Mr. Bobbsey. "

evening but the adventure with the ice-boat, and what had

it. Flossie and Freddie, as well as some of their friends, were also given rides,

ing snow forts or snow men. Once Flossie and Freddie built a little sno

it, there was not room for Snap to wag his tail. And as there never was a dog y

and Freddie or he whacked Snoop with it, and as the

e made him get to one side when he did it the only other pla

not made to be wagged against by a big dog's tail, and, all o

Flossie, Freddie and Snap. Snap gave a howl and dug his way out. But the two small

hey thought it great fun to have the snow house

Bobbsey came home from his office a little earlier than u

it

n. "Are we going to have

yet,

what

er up and kissing her. "Glorious news came in

li

ng to go for a long while. Come in, Bert-and you too, Flossie and Freddie-and hea