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The Bobbsey Twins series set the mark for juvenile fiction in the early twentieth century, and was almost single-handedly responsible for the genre's skyrocketing popularity during that era. This early entrant in the series introduces the eternally chipper Bobbsey family and their two sets of fraternal twins. Younger readers will be charmed by these tales of simple childhood pleasures.

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Publié par	The Floating Press
Date de parution	01 février 2014
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781776531950
Langue	English

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THE BOBBSEY TWINS
OR, MERRY DAYS INDOORS AND OUT
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LAURA LEE HOPE

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The Bobbsey Twins Or, Merry Days Indoors and Out First published in 1904 Epub ISBN 978-1-77653-195-0 Also available: PDF ISBN 978-1-77653-196-7 © 2013 The Floating Press and its licensors. All rights reserved. While every effort has been used to ensure the accuracy and reliability of the information contained in The Floating Press edition of this book, The Floating Press does not assume liability or responsibility for any errors or omissions in this book. The Floating Press does not accept responsibility for loss suffered as a result of reliance upon the accuracy or currency of information contained in this book. Do not use while operating a motor vehicle or heavy equipment. Many suitcases look alike. Visit www.thefloatingpress.com
Contents
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Chapter I - The Bobbsey Twins at Home Chapter II - Rope Jumping, and What Followed Chapter III - The First Snow Storm Chapter IV - The Broken Window Chapter V - Bert's Ghost Chapter VI - Coasting, and What Came of It Chapter VII - Freddie and Flossie's Snow House Chapter VIII - Fun on the Ice Chapter IX - Freddie Loses Himself Chapter X - Lost and Found Chapter XI - The Cruise of the "Ice Bird" Chapter XII - Tige—Playing Theater Chapter XIII - Nan's First Cake-Baking Chapter XIV - Christmas Chapter XV - The Children's Party Chapter XVI - A Grand Sleigh Ride Chapter XVII - The Race and the Runaway Chapter XVIII - A Quarrel in the Schoolyard Chapter XIX - Nan's Plea Chapter XX - St. Valentine's Day Chapter XXI - The Rescue of Snoop, the Kitten Chapter XXII - The Last of the Ghost—Good-Night
Chapter I - The Bobbsey Twins at Home
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The Bobbsey twins were very busy that morning. They were all seatedaround the dining-room table, making houses and furnishing them. Thehouses were being made out of pasteboard shoe boxes, and had squareholes cut in them for doors, and other long holes for windows, and hadpasteboard chairs and tables, and bits of dress goods for carpets andrugs, and bits of tissue paper stuck up to the windows for lacecurtains. Three of the houses were long and low, but Bert had placed hisbox on one end and divided it into five stories, and Flossie said itlooked exactly like a "department" house in New York.
There were four of the twins. Now that sounds funny, doesn't it? But,you see, there were two sets. Bert and Nan, age eight, and Freddie andFlossie, age four.
Nan was a tall and slender girl, with a dark face and red cheeks. Hereyes were a deep brown and so were the curls that clustered around herhead.
Bert was indeed a twin, not only because he was the same age as Nan, butbecause he looked so very much like her. To be sure, he looked like aboy, while she looked like a girl, but he had the same dark complexion,the same brown eyes and hair, and his voice was very much the same, onlystronger.
Freddie and Flossie were just the opposite of their larger brother andsister. Each was short and stout, with a fair, round face, light-blueeyes and fluffy golden hair. Sometimes Papa Bobbsey called Flossie hislittle Fat Fairy, which always made her laugh. But Freddie didn't wantto be called a fairy, so his papa called him the Fat Fireman, whichpleased him very much, and made him rush around the house shouting:"Fire! fire! Clear the track for Number Two! Play away, boys, playaway!" in a manner that seemed very lifelike. During the past yearFreddie had seen two fires, and the work of the firemen had interestedhim deeply.
The Bobbsey family lived in the large town of Lakeport, situated at thehead of Lake Metoka, a clear and beautiful sheet of water upon which thetwins loved to go boating. Mr. Richard Bobbsey was a lumber merchant,with a large yard and docks on the lake shore, and a saw and planingmill close by. The house was a quarter of a mile away, on a fashionablestreet and had a small but nice garden around it, and a barn in therear, in which the children loved at times to play.
"I'm going to cut out a fancy table cover for my parlor table," saidNan. "It's going to be the finest table cover that ever was."
"Nice as Aunt Emily's?" questioned Bert. "She's got a—a dandy, allworked in roses."
"This is going to be white, like the lace window curtains," replied Nan.
While Freddie and Flossie watched her with deep interest, she took asmall square of tissue paper and folded it up several times. Then shecut curious-looking holes in the folded piece with a sharp pair ofscissors. When the paper was unfolded once more a truly beautifulpattern appeared.
"Oh, how lubby!" screamed Flossie. "Make me one, Nan!"
"And me, too," put in Freddie. "I want a real red one," and he broughtforth a bit of red pin-wheel paper he had been saving.
"Oh, Freddie, let me have the red paper for my stairs," cried Bert, whohad had his eyes on the sheet for some time.
"No, I want a table cover, like Nanny. You take the white paper."
"Whoever saw white paper on a stairs—I mean white carpet," saidFlossie.
"I'll give you a marble for the paper, Freddie," continued Bert.
But Freddie shook his head. "Want a table cover, nice as Aunt Em'ly," heanswered. "Going to set a flower on the table too!" he added, and ranout of the room. When he came back he had a flower-pot in his hand halfthe size of his house, with a duster feather stuck in the dirt, for aflower.
"Well, I declare!" cried Nan, and burst out laughing. "Oh, Freddie, howwill we ever set that on such a little pasteboard table?"
"Can set it there!" declared the little fellow, and before Nan couldstop him the flower-pot went up and the pasteboard table came down andwas mashed flat.
"Hullo! Freddie's breaking up housekeeping!" cried Bert.
"Oh, Freddie! do take the flower-pot away!" came from Flossie. "It's toobig to go into the house."
Freddie looked perplexed for a moment. "Going to play garden around thehouse. This is a—a lilac tree!" And he set the flower-pot down close toBert's elbow. Bert was now busy trying to put a pasteboard chimney onhis house, and did not notice. A moment later Bert's elbow hit theflower-pot and down it went on the floor, breaking into several piecesand scattering the dirt over the rug.
"Oh, Bert! what have you done?" cried Nan, in alarm. "Get the broom andthe dust-pan, before Dinah comes."
"It was Freddie's fault."
"Oh, my lilac tree is all gone!" cried the little boy. "And the boilerto my fire engine, too," he added, referring to the flower-pot, which hehad used the day before when playing fireman.
At that moment, Dinah, the cook, came in from the kitchen.
"Well, I declar' to gracious!" she exclaimed. "If yo' chillun ain't gonean' mussed up de floah ag'in!"
"Bert broke my boiler!" said Freddie, and began to cry.
"Oh, never mind, Freddie, there are plenty of others in the cellar,"declared Nan. "It was an accident, Dinah," she added, to the cook.
"Eberyt'ing in dis house wot happens is an accident," grumbled the cook,and went off to get the dust-pan and broom. As soon as the muss had beencleared away Nan cut out the red table cover for Freddie, which made himforget the loss of the "lilac tree" and the "boiler."
"Let us make a row of houses," suggested Flossie. "Bert's big house canbe at the head of the street." And this suggestion was carried out.Fortunately, more pasteboard boxes were to be had, and from these theymade shade trees and some benches, and Bert cut out a pasteboard horseand cart. To be sure, the horse did not look very lifelike, but they allplayed it was a horse and that was enough. When the work was completethey called Dinah in to admire it, which she did standing near thedoorway with her fat hands resting on her hips.
"I do declar', it looks most tremend'us real," said the cook. "It's awonder to me yo' chillun can make sech t'ings."
"We learned it in the kindergarten class at school," answered Nan.
"Yes, in the kindergarten," put in Flossie.
"But we don't make fire engines there," came from Freddie.
At this Dinah began to laugh, shaking from head to foot.
"Fire enjuns, am it, Freddie? Reckon yo' is gwine to be a fireman whenyo' is a man, hey?"
"Yes, I'm going to be a real fireman," was the ready answer.
"An' what am yo' gwine to be, Master Bert?"
"Oh, I'm going to be a soldier," said Bert.
"I want to be a soldier, too," put in Freddie. "A soldier and afireman."
"Oh, dear, I shouldn't want to be a soldier and kill folks," said Nan.
"Girls can't be soldiers," answered Freddie. "They have to get married,or be dressmakers, or sten'graphers, or something like that."
"You mean sten o graphers, Bert. I'm going to be a sten o grapher when Iget big."
"I don't want to be any sten o gerer," put in Flossie. "I'm going tokeep a candy store, and have all the candy I want, and ice cream—"
"Me too!" burst in Freddie. "I'm going to have a candy store, an' be afireman, an' a soldier, all together!"
"Dear! dear!" laughed Dinah. "Jess to heah dat now! It's wonderful wotyo' is gwine to be when yo' is big."
At that moment the front door bell rang, and all rushed to the hallway,to greet their mother, who had been down-town, on a shopping tour.
Chapter II - Rope Jumping, and What Followed
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"Oh, mamma, what have you brought?" Such was the cry from all of theBobbsey twins, as they gathered around Mrs. Bobbsey in the hallway. Shehad several small packages in her hands, and one looked very much like abox of candy.
Mrs. Bobbsey kissed them all before speaking. "Have you been good whileI was gone?" she asked.
"I guess we tried to be good," answered Bert meekly.
"Freddie's boiler got broke, that's all," said Flossie. "Dinah swept upthe dirt."
Before anything more could be said all were in the dining room and Mrs.Bobbsey was called upon to admire the row of houses. Then the box ofcandy was opened and each received a share.
"Now you had better go out and play," said the mother. "Dinah must setthe table for dinner. But be sure and put on your thick coats. It isvery cold and feels like snow."
"Oh, if only it would snow!