The Bobbsey Twins on the Deep Blue Sea Part 8

"Well, we'll hope our s.h.i.+p doesn't catch fire," remarked his mother.

When Mr. Bobbsey came home to supper that evening, and heard what had happened, he said there would be no room for Freddie's toy engine on the s.h.i.+p.

[Ill.u.s.tration: THEY WENT ON BOARD THE s.h.i.+P.]

"The trip we are going to take isn't like going to Meadow Brook, or to Uncle William's seash.o.r.e home," said the father of the Bobbsey twins.

"We can't take all the trunks and bags we would like to, for we shall have to stay in two small cabins, or staterooms, on the s.h.i.+p. And perhaps we shall have even less room when we get on the boat with Cousin Jasper--if we go on a boat. So we can't take fire engines and things like that."

"But s'posin' the s.h.i.+p gets on fire?" asked Freddie.

"We hope it won't," said Mr. Bobbsey. "But, if it does, there are pumps and engines already on board. They won't need yours, Freddie boy, though it is very nice of you to think of taking it."

"Can't I take any toys?"

"I think you won't really need them," his father said. "Once we get out on the ocean there will be so much to see that you will have enough to do without playing with the toys you use here at home. Leave everything here, I say. If you want toys we can get them in Florida, and perhaps such different ones that you will like them even better than your old ones."

"Could I take my little rubber doll?" asked Flossie.

"Yes, I think you might do that," her father said, with a smile at the little girl. "You can squeeze your rubber doll up smaller, if she takes up too much room."

So it was arranged that way. At first Freddie felt sad about leaving his toy fire engine at home, but his father told him perhaps he might catch a fish at sea, and then Freddie began saving all the string he could find out of which to make a fish line.

Finally the last trunk and valise had been packed. The railroad and steams.h.i.+p tickets had been bought, Sam and Dinah got ready to go and stay with friends, Snap and Snoop were sent away--not without a rather tearful parting on the part of Flossie and Freddie--and then the Bobbsey family was ready to start for Florida.

They were to go to New York by train, and as nothing much happened during that part of the journey I will skip over it. I might say, though, that Freddie took from his pocket a ball of string, which he was going to use for his fis.h.i.+ng, and the string fell into the aisle of the car.

Then the conductor came along and his feet got tangled in the cord, dragging the ball boundingly after him halfway down the coach.

"h.e.l.lo! What's this?" the conductor cried, in surprise.

"Oh, that's my fish line!" answered Freddie.

"Well, you've caught something before you reached the sea," said the ticket-taker as he untangled the string from his feet, and all the other pa.s.sengers laughed.

After a pleasant ride the Bobbsey twins reached New York, and, after spending a night in a hotel, and going to a moving picture show, they went on board the s.h.i.+p the next morning. The s.h.i.+p was to take them down the coast to Florida, where Cousin Jasper was ill in a hospital, though Mr. Bobbsey had had a letter, just before leaving home, in which Mr.

Dent said he was feeling much better.

"All aboard! All aboard!" called an officer on the s.h.i.+p, when the Bobbseys had left their baggage in the stateroom where they were to stay during the trip. "All ash.o.r.e that's going ash.o.r.e!"

"That means every one must get off who isn't going to Florida," said Bert, who had been on a s.h.i.+p once before with his father.

Bells jingled, whistles blew, people hurried up and down the gangplank, or bridge from the dock to the boat, and at last the s.h.i.+p began to move.

Mr. and Mrs. Bobbsey were waving good-bye to friends on the pier, and Nan and Bert were looking at the big buildings of New York, when Mrs.

Bobbsey turned, putting away the handkerchief she had been waving, and asked:

"Where are Flossie and Freddie?"

"Aren't they here?" asked Mr. Bobbsey quickly.

"No," answered his wife. "Oh, where are they?"

The two little Bobbsey twins were not in sight.

CHAPTER VI

IN A PIPE

There was so much going on with the sailing of the s.h.i.+p--so many pa.s.sengers hurrying to and fro, calling and waving good-bye, so much noise made by the jingling bells and the tooting whistles--that Mrs.

Bobbsey could hardly hear her own voice as she called:

"Flossie! Freddie! Where are you?"

But the little twins did not answer, nor could they be seen on deck near Mr. and Mrs. Bobbsey where they stood with Bert and Nan.

"They were here a minute ago," said Bert. "I saw Flossie holding up her rubber doll to show her the Woolworth Building." This, as you know, is the highest building in New York, if not in the world.

"But where is Flossie now?" asked Mrs. Bobbsey, and there was a worried look on her face.

"Maybe she went downstairs," said Mr. Bobbsey.

"And where is Freddie?" asked his mother.

"I saw him getting his ball of string ready to go fis.h.i.+ng," laughed Bert. "I told him to put it away until we got out on the ocean. Then I saw a fat man lose his hat and run after it and I didn't watch Freddie any more."

"Oh, don't laugh, Bert! Where can those children be?" cried Mrs.

Bobbsey. "I told them not to go away, but to stay on deck near us, and now they've disappeared!"

"Did they go ash.o.r.e?" asked Nan. "Oh, Mother! if they did we'll have to stop the s.h.i.+p and go back after them!"

"They didn't go ash.o.r.e," said Bert. "They couldn't get there, because the gangplank was pulled in while Freddie was standing here by me, getting out his ball of string."

"Then they're all right," Mr. Bobbsey said. "They are on board, and we'll soon find them. I'll ask some of the officers or the crew. The twins can't be lost."

"Oh, but if they have fallen overboard!" exclaimed Mrs. Bobbsey.

"Don't worry," said her husband. "We'd have heard of it before this if anything like that had happened. They're all right."

And so it proved. A little later Flossie and Freddie came walking along the deck hand in hand. Flossie was carrying her rubber doll, and Freddie had his ball of string, all ready to begin fis.h.i.+ng as soon as the s.h.i.+p should get out of New York Harbor.

"Where have you been?" cried Mrs. Bobbsey. "You children have given us such a fright! Where were you?"

"We went to look at a poodle dog," explained Flossie.

"A lady had him in a basket," added Freddie.