The school days went on, and the classes settled down to their work for
the long Winter term. And the thought of the snow and ice that would
comparatively soon be with them, made the Bobbsey twins rejoice.
"Charley Mason and I are going to make a dandy big bob this year," said
Bert one day. "It's going to carry ten fellows."
"And no girls?" asked Nan with a smile. She was walking along behind
her brother, with Grace and Nellie.
"Sure, we'll let you girls ride once in a while," said Charley, as he
caught up to his chum. "But you can't steer."
"I steered a bob once," said Grace, who was quite athletic for her age.
"It was Danny Rugg's, too."
"Pooh! His is a little one alongside the one Charley and I are going to
make!" exclaimed Bert. "Ours will be hard to steer, and it's going to
have a gong on it to tell folks to get out of the way."
"That's right," agreed Charley. "And we'd better start it right away,
Bert. It may soon snow."
"It doesn't feel so now," spoke Nan. "It is very warm. It feels more
like ice cream cones."
"And if you'll come with me I'll treat you all to some," exclaimed
Nellie Parks, whose father was quite well off. "I have some of my
birthday money left."
"Oh, but there are five of us!" cried Nan, counting. "That is too much
- twenty-five cents, Nellie."
"I've got fifty, and really it is very hot today."
It was warm, being the end of September, with Indian Summer near at
hand.
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