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The Bobbsey Twins at the County Fair, a novel by Laura Lee Hope |
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Chapter 22. Joyous Times |
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_ CHAPTER XXII. JOYOUS TIMES Bob Guess could, for a moment, only stare at Bert after this strange remark. "What do you mean?" asked the boy from the merry-go-round. "Don't I have to stay with Mr. Blipper if I don't want to?" "I don't believe you do," went on Bert. "I heard my father and mother talking about it," he explained to the others. "My father said he was going to find out if Mr. Blipper had really adopted you. And if you stay here until my father comes back he'll have this Mr. Blipper arrested for taking his coat. Just you stay here, Bob!" "I'd like to," sighed the unhappy lad. "I don't like Blipper. And if I go back now, after having run away again, he'll beat me!" "We won't let him!" exclaimed Aunt Sarah. "Here, I'll get you some dry clothes. Harry has a suit you can wear. And then we'll see about this Blipper man!" As she started to leave the room to get some dry clothing for Bob Guess, who was soaking wet, there was a noise and some excitement out in the yard. Then Nan caught the sound of a voice she well knew. "Oh, it's Flossie!" she cried. "It's Flossie! They've found them!" Instantly there was a mad rush for the door, and a little later into the warm, comfortable farmhouse came Mr. and Mrs. Bobbsey with the missing twins--poor little wet twins, but happy for all that. "Oh, hurray!" cried Bert, grabbing hold of Harry and dancing around the room with him. "Now everything's all right!" "Oh, what happened to you?" asked Nan through her tears, as she kissed first Freddie and then Flossie and then both the twins at the same time. "Well, we found them!" said Mr. Bobbsey to Uncle Daniel. "Where?" "On Hemlock Island, where the balloon came down. The motor-boat we got to go across the lake was also wrecked on the same island. And Flossie and Freddie started out in a rowboat to come to shore, but they got lost in the fog and had to turn back. And they heard us on the island and came to us." "How did you get off if your motor-boat was wrecked?" asked Bert. "Oh, Captain Craig managed to patch it up, and it got us back to the mainland. We went back to where we had started from--Captain Craig's dock--and then we came on here in my auto. Oh, what a day this has been!" exclaimed Mr. Bobbsey, sinking wearily into a chair. "But it all ends happily," said his wife. "Oh, here's Bob Guess!" she exclaimed, as she noticed the strange boy. "Yes, and he knows where your missing coat is, and the lap robe, too!" exclaimed Bert. "Blipper has 'em!" "My, everything is happening at once!" laughed Mother Bobbsey. "But we must get Flossie and Freddie to bed. They have had a hard day!" "Don't want to go to bed!" declared Freddie. "Want to see Bob. Did you bring the merry-go-round?" he asked. "As if he hadn't troubles enough!" exclaimed Nan. Finally the smaller Bobbsey twins were induced to take off their damp clothes and go to bed, where they fell asleep almost as soon as their heads touched the pillows. They were very weary, for they had had an exciting trip, though they did not really think so at the time. When all the stories had been told of how the children had been found on the island, how the motor-boat had been repaired, and of the trip back to the mainland safely made, Mr. Bobbsey turned to Bob Guess. "Now we can give you a little attention," he said. "What's your trouble?" So Bob told the same story he had related to Bert and Nan. "I always thought there was something wrong about Blipper!" declared the father of the Bobbsey twins. "Now I know it! We'll get after Blipper in the morning. You stay here to-night, Bob. We'll call you Bob Guess for the present, but I think we can find a better name for you soon. I think we shall all feel better for a little rest." "And something to eat," added Aunt Sarah. "I'm sure you must be starved!" "I am!" admitted Mother Bobbsey. "I couldn't eat when I was worrying about Flossie and Freddie, but now that they are safe I could eat two meals at once!" There was a merry party around the farmhouse supper table, while the little Bobbsey twins slept peacefully upstairs, probably dreaming about their trip in the balloon. The storm was over the next day, and after talking to several newspaper reporters who came to Meadow Brook Farm to get the story of the wonderful trip of Flossie and Freddie, Daddy Bobbsey started for the fair grounds with Bert and Bob Guess. They stopped in the village to get a policeman and also a lawyer. "If Blipper wants to put up a fight we'll be ready for him," said Mr. Bobbsey. But when the fair grounds were reached there was no Blipper to be found. In the night he had packed up his merry-go-round and had traveled on, leaving no word as to where he was going. "I don't care where he's gone!" said the partner, Mr. Hardy. "I'm through with him. We've broken up the partnership. I sold my share to him. I don't care to have anything to do with such a man. He's a thief!" "Perhaps you can tell us about this boy--Bob Guess," suggested Mr. Bobbsey. "Yes, I can. I told Blipper I'd tell, after I found out he'd taken a coat and a robe that didn't belong to him. He carted them away with him too, so if they're yours there's no use looking for them," he added to Mr. Bobbsey. "Oh, well, I gave them up for lost some time ago," said the lumber dealer. "I managed to get copies of the papers that were in my pockets, and I wouldn't wear the coat again, anyhow. But what about Bob?" Then Mr. Hardy told the story. Mr. Blipper had found Bob, a little chap, wandering about the streets of a big city. The boy, it seemed, lived with an Italian who said he had once known Bob's father and mother who had been dead some time. "I don't know how Blipper managed it, but he got the boy away from the Italian," said Mr. Hardy, "and gave out that he had adopted Bob Guess as his son. But I knew better, though I didn't see much use in telling about it. In fact, I didn't know who to tell. I didn't know who would look after Bob if Blipper didn't, in his own rough way. So I kept still, though after Blipper and I quarreled, I threatened to tell. And now I have." "I'll see if we can find Bob's relatives," said Mr. Bobbsey. "If we can't, why, I think he will be provided for." "Oh, I'm so glad!" exclaimed Bob. "I'd rather belong to anybody but Blipper!" And, a few days later, inquiries having been made, it was found that Bob's father and mother had died in a distant city and that, there being no one to look after the poor boy, the Italian had taken him in. Then, in some manner, Blipper got him and treated him harshly. Bob was only a small boy when Mr. Blipper got control of him, and the merry-go-round man told a wrong story about having taken the lad from an orphan asylum. If Bob had been in an asylum he would have been well treated, and no person would have been allowed to take him away until they had been looked up, to make sure the boy would be well cared for. Mr. Blipper forged, or made out himself, the papers showing that Bob was his adopted son, and Bob was too small to know any better when Mr. Blipper told him this and also told how he had been taken from an asylum. Bob had only a dim remembrance of the Italian who looked after him for a time, following the death of the boy's father and mother. The Italian was much kinder than Mr. Blipper had been. "How would you like to come and live on this farm with me?" asked Uncle Daniel, when it became evident that Bob had no folks living. "Do you mean forever?" asked the boy, delight showing in his eyes. "Yes, forever. Come here as my son. I'll adopt you properly. Harry always wanted a brother, and now he can have one. Will you come?" "Will I come?" cried Bob. "I'll come--_twice_!" he laughed. "Then it's settled," said Uncle Daniel. "And from now on your name will be Bob Bobbsey!" And so it was. "And daddy never found his coat after all!" said Nan, when, several days later, they were talking over the wonderful things that had happened. "No, but I found a brother!" laughed Harry, who was very happy to have Bob live with him. The whole adventure had been a lot of fun, but more good times awaited them which will be related in "The Bobbsey Twins Camping Out." And then came happy days and joyous times for all. Though Blipper's merry-go-round had been taken away from the fair grounds, there were enough other amusements. Mr. Trench even got his balloon back, had it mended, and the regular man went up in it several times to the great delight of the crowds. But you may be sure Mrs. Bobbsey watched Flossie and Freddie very closely, to see that they did not get near the big basket. The little brother and sister were objects of curiosity wherever they went on the fair grounds, for the newspapers had published stories of their strange trip, all alone, in a balloon to Hemlock Island. "When I grow up," declared Freddie, "I'm going to run an airship." "Well, I'm never going to run a merry-go-round; I've had enough of them!" declared Bob Guess--or, to give him the name he was to have from then on, Bob Bobbsey. "Well, we certainly had plenty of adventures at the Bolton County Fair," remarked Bert, when the exhibition came to a close. "Yes, indeed!" cried all of the others. And here let us say good-by. [THE END] _ |
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