The Bobbsey Twins at Home Page 4

  CHAPTER IV

  HOME AGAIN

  "Come back, Snap!" cried Bert. "Come back!"

  "Run after him," begged Nan.

  "I'll get Snoop!" shouted Freddie.

  "And I'll help you," offered Flossie, hurrying along as fast as her fatlittle legs would take her. Freddie was already half-way down theplatform after the black cat.

  "Come back, children! Come back!" begged Mother Bobbsey. "Oh, Richard!"she called to her husband, "get the children!"

  "All right," he answered, but he could hardly keep from laughing, it wasall so funny. Dinah still sat where she had fallen, after being knockedover by the strange dog, and there was a look of wonder on her face, asif she did not quite understand how it had all happened.

  "I beg your pardon. I'm sure I'm very sorry for what has happened,"said the man whose dog had caused all the trouble by rushing at Snap.

  "Oh, you couldn't help it," returned Mrs. Bobbsey. "Richard," she againcalled to her husband, "do look after Flossie and Freddie. I'm afraidthey'll be hurt."

  "I'll help get them, and the cat too!" offered Tommy Todd. "I like catsand dogs," he added, and, carefully setting down the basket of flowers,he, too, ran down the platform.

  By this time Snap, chasing after the strange dog, was half-way acrossthe street in front of the railroad station, but Snoop, the black cat,was not in sight. Flossie and Freddie, having come to the end of theplatform, stopped, for they had been told not to cross a street withoutlooking both ways for wagons or automobiles. And it was while they hadthus come to a stop that their father came up to them.

  "Don't go any farther," said Mr. Bobbsey.

  "But we want to get Snoop!" cried Freddie.

  "And Snap will be lost, too," said Flossie, ready to cry.

  "That's all right. We'll get them both. Snap won't go far. I'll bringhim back. Where's your whistle, Bert?"

  Bert had followed his father, while Nan stayed with her mother to helpget Dinah up. Dinah was so fat that once she sat down flat on theplatform she could hardly get up alone. It was not often, of course,that she sat down that way. This time it was an accident. So while Mrs.Bobbsey and Nan were helping up the fat cook, Bert gave his father a tinwhistle he carried for calling Snap when the big dog was far away.

  Mr. Bobbsey blew a loud blast on the whistle. Snap, who was now runningdown the street after the strange dog, turned and looked back. But hedid not come toward the station.

  "Come here, Snap!" called Mr. Bobbsey. "Come here at once!" And he saidit in such a way that Snap knew he must come. Again the whistle wasblown and Snap, with a last bark at the dog which had made so muchtrouble, turned and came running back.

  "I wish you could call _my_ dog back as easily as you called yours,"said the man who owned the animal Snap had been chasing. "But I guess Ihad better go after him myself," he added. "Your dog and mine don't seemto get along well together, and I think it's Rover's fault. But he hasnever traveled in a train before, and perhaps he was frightened."

  "Our dog and cat like to ride in a train," said Flossie, patting thehead of Snap, who was wagging his tail.

  "Oh, but we've got to find Snoop!" cried Freddie, who had, for themoment, forgotten about the black cat. "Come on Flossie."

  The two younger Bobbsey twins were about to set off on a search fortheir pet when they saw Tommy Todd coming toward them, with the blackcat in his arms.

  "I've found her for you," he said, smiling. "She's all right, only alittle scared I guess, 'cause her heart's beating awful fast."

  "Thank you, little man," said Mr. Bobbsey.

  "Oh, Snoop! Did the bad dog bite you?" asked Flossie, putting her armsaround the cat as Tommy held her.

  "No, she isn't bitten," said Freddie, as he looked carefully at Snoop."Where did you find her, Tommy?"

  "She was hiding behind some boxes down by the express office. I saw hergo that way when the two dogs ran across the street, so I looked therefor her. She didn't want to come out but I coaxed her. I like cats andthey always come to me."

  "That's 'cause you're kind to them," said Flossie. "Come on now, Snoop,you must go back into your basket until we get home."

  "And don't run away again, either, Snap!" said Bert to the dog, shakinga finger at him. Snap seemed to understand and to be a bit sorry forwhat he had done. He drooped his tail, and when a dog does that he iseither ashamed or afraid.

  "Oh, don't be cross with him," begged Nan, who had come along now, afterhaving helped her mother get Dinah to her feet. "Don't make him feelbad, Bert, after we've had such a nice time in the country."

  "All right, I won't," laughed Bert. "It's all right, old fellow," hesaid to Snap. "I guess you didn't mean it."

  This time Snap wagged his tail, which showed that he felt much happier.

  "Let me take Snoop," begged Flossie of Tommy, and the "fresh air boy,"as the twins called him, handed over the black cat. They all walked backto where Dinah and Mrs. Bobbsey were waiting. Snoop was put in herbasket, where she curled up as if glad to be away from the noise andexcitement.

  The fresh air children had gone their various ways and Tommy set offdown the street toward his poor home, which, as he had said, was downnear the "dumps."

  "Wait a minute!" called Mr. Bobbsey after him. "Give me your address,Tommy. Mrs. Bobbsey wants to come and see your grandmother."

  "Oh!" exclaimed Tommy, and he seemed rather surprised. "Well, I live onLombard Street."

  "What number?" asked Mr. Bobbsey, taking out a note book and pencil.

  "There isn't any number on our house," said Tommy. "Maybe there wasonce, but it's gone now. But it's the last house on the street, the lefthand side as you go toward the dumps."

  "All right," said Mr. Bobbsey. "I guess we can find you. But that's along way to walk from here. Aren't you going to take a car?"

  "No--no, sir," answered Tommy. "I don't mind walking."

  "Maybe he hasn't the car fare," whispered Mrs. Bobbsey.

  "Just what I was thinking myself," answered her husband. "Here, Tommy,"he went on. "Here's a quarter. Use it to ride home, and get yourself anice cream soda. It's warmer here than out on the fresh air farm," and heheld out the money. "The ice cream will cool you off."

  "Oh, I--I don't want to take it," said Tommy. "I don't mind the walk."

  "Come on, take it!" insisted Mr. Bobbsey. "You can run some errands forme later on, and earn it, if you like that better."

  "Yes, I'll do that," said Tommy, and this time he took the money. "I'llrun errands for you whenever you want me to," he added, as he startedtoward the street car.

  "All right," said Mr. Bobbsey with a laugh. "And tell your grandmotherthat we will get her more sewing to do."

  "She'll be glad to hear that," Tommy said. He was quite a little man,though no older than Bert.

  "And I won't forget about taking my saved-up money to buy a ship, so youand I can go and get your father from the desert island," said Freddie,as Tommy got on the car.

  "And I'm coming too," added Flossie. "You said I could cook."

  "You ought to take Dinah along to cook," laughed Nan.

  "Maybe we will; sha'n't we, Freddie?" asked his little sister.

  "Well, if we can get a ship big enough for her and us we will," Freddiedecided. "But I haven't got much money, and Dinah needs lots of room."

  With Snap and Snoop now safe, the Bobbseys and Dinah got in a carriageand left the station to drive to their home. On the way they saw the manwhose dog had barked at Snap. The man had the animal by a chain and wasleading him along. Snap growled as he looked out and saw him.

  "Be quiet, sir!" ordered Bert.

  "Yes, be nice and quiet like Snoop," said Flossie.

  "There's our house!" cried Freddie, as they turned a corner. "Why, it'sbeen painted!" he added, in surprise.

  "Oh, so it has!" exclaimed Nan.

  "Yes, I had it painted while you were at Meadow Brook," returned Mr.Bobbsey. "Do you like it?" he asked his wife.

  "Yes, it's a lovely color. But I'd like it any
how for it's _home_. Itwas nice in the country, but I'm glad to be home again."

  "So are we!" cried Flossie. "We'll have lots of fun here; sha'n't we,Freddie?"

  "That's what we will!"

  "Home again! Home again!" gaily sang Nan as her father opened the frontdoor, and they all went in. "We're all at home again!"