The Bobbsey Twins at Meadow Brook Page 20

  CHAPTER XX

  FRANK COMES BACK

  "Watch me dive in!"

  "I can swim under water!"

  "Let's see who can first swim across to the other side of the bighole!"

  Bert Bobbsey, his cousin Harry, Tom Mason and some other boys werestanding on the bank of the little brook, or river, as it wassometimes called, all ready for a cool bath that hot summer day. Thewater of the "old swimming hole," as it was called, was not deepenough to be dangerous, and Mrs. Bobbsey was not afraid to have Bertgo there without his father. Bert's father had taught him to swim.

  "All ready now?" asked Harry, as the boys stood in line on the edge ofthe little pool, waiting for the dive.

  "All ready!" answered Bert.

  "Then go!" cried the farm-boy.

  Into the water they splashed, head first, disappearing under thewaves. Up they bounced again, like corks, and then they began swimmingfor the other side.

  "A race! A race!" cried Bert, shaking his head to get the water out ofhis eyes and nose. He had held his mouth tightly shut when diving, sono water had been able to get between his lips.

  "I'll race you!" exclaimed Tom Mason, and soon the boys were swimmingas hard as they could toward the other bank. Some of them could notswim very well, but they paddled, or swam "dog-fashion."

  "Tom's going to win!" cried one of the boys who could not swim fast.He was now standing up in the water, looking at the three boys in thelead.

  "No, I think Bert will get to the other side first!" said another boy,who stood on the bank, not yet having dived in.

  "You're all wrong, Harry will beat!" exclaimed a third boy, and so itproved. Harry soon passed Bert and Tom, and reached the farther bankfirst. Then Tom came next, while poor Bert was last.

  "Too bad you couldn't win," said Harry kindly.

  "Oh, you two are better swimmers than I am," said Bert. "I don't mindbeing beaten that way. I guess I need more practice."

  "That's it," his cousin said. "I have had more chances to swim thanyou do, so of course I ought to be better."

  "You can beat me, and I swim as much as you do," said Tom, who hadlived in the country all his life, and near the little river. "I usedto beat Harry every time," said Tom to Bert, "but now he goes ahead ofme."

  "Well, maybe you'll beat him next time," remarked Bert, with a laugh.

  After the little race the boys swam about as they pleased, now jumpingin, or diving head first from the bank near the deeper part of thepool, sometimes swimming under water, and then jumping out to lie inthe warm sand, or on the green grass.

  "Oh, this is great fun!" exclaimed Bert, as he sat on the edge of thebank, swinging his bare feet to and fro. "I'm glad we came!"

  "Look out!" suddenly called Tom, but he spoke too late. Just thenHarry slipped quietly up behind Bert and pushed him into the water.

  "Whoop!" yelled Bert, as he splashed in. He went under, but soon cameup again, and, swimming to shore, crawled out.

  "You wait until I get hold of you!" he cried laughingly to Harry."I'll toss you in! Just wait!"

  "You've got to get me first!" replied Harry, keeping out of Bert'sway. Bert raced after Harry but did not catch him. However, Bertwaited his chance and a little later, when he saw Harry sitting on theedge of the hole, talking to one of the other boys, Bert stole softlyup behind his cousin, and pushed him into the water.

  "Wow!" cried Harry as he splashed in.

  "Now we're even," Bert said with a laugh.

  After this the boys played some games in the water, swimming about,"ducking" one another, and having lots of fun.

  "Well, I guess it's about time we started for home," said Harry, aftera bit, as he noticed the sun, like a ball of fire, sinking to rest inthe western sky. "I'll have to go after the cows soon."

  "I'll go with you," offered Bert, as the boys came out of the water,and began to dress.

  They were almost ready to start back home when Bert noticed a boywalking along the path that extended on one side of the river.

  At first Bert did not pay much attention to the boy, after giving himone glance, but as the strange lad came nearer Bert looked at him moreclosely.

  "I wonder where I've seen that boy before?" he said aloud.

  "What boy?"

  "Over there," replied Bert, pointing.

  Harry gave one look, and exclaimed:

  "Why, don't you remember? That's the boy who found Freddie when he waslost at the circus!"

  "Oh, so it is!" exclaimed Bert. "But what is he doing here? Why isn'the with the show?"

  "I don't know," answered Harry, who was trying to untangle a hard knotin his shoe lace. "Better ask him."

  "I will, if he comes near enough," decided Bert, as he finisheddressing. Then he "ruffled" up his hair, so it would dry more quickly.

  By this time they had on their clothes, and the other boy had noticedthe lads who had just finished swimming. He gave them one look, andthen turned hurriedly away, as if he did not want them to see him.

  "Hold on wait a minute--Frank!" called Bert.

  The boy stopped as he heard his name mentioned.

  "Who wants me?" he asked.

  "I do--Bert Bobbsey," was the answer. "You know me. You found mylittle brother Freddie, when he was lost at the circus. Don't youremember?"

  "Oh--yes," was the answer.

  The boy walked slowly forward, and as he came nearer Bert could seethat he looked tired and hungry.

  "What's the matter?" Harry asked. "Why aren't you with the circus anymore? Did you lose your place?"

  "Well, no, not exactly," replied Frank, "but the side show I workedfor busted up--I mean it failed, and I was out of a place. There wasnothing else for me to do in the circus, so I had to leave it. Ihaven't any work now, and I don't know what to do."

  "That's too bad," said Bert kindly. "What are you going to do?"

  "I don't know," and Frank's voice was sad.

  "Are you going back to the lumber office?" asked Harry, for he hadheard his cousin tell how Frank had run away from his guardian, Mr.Mason, who punished the boy for taking in a Confederate twenty dollarbill, that was worthless.

  "No, I'll never go back there!" exclaimed Frank, with flashing eyes.

  "Mr. Mason was looking for you, the day after the circus showed inRosedale," said Bert. "Did he see you?"

  "No, he didn't, and I don't want to see him," Frank said. "After Ilost my place in the side show, where I took in tickets at the tententrance, I started to tramp, and look for work. But I haven't foundany yet. So I thought I'd come back to Meadow Brook. I heard therewere some farms around here, and I thought maybe I could get work onone of them. If I can't--I don't know what to do," and it sounded asif Frank was trying to keep from crying.