had happened. She made Freddie drink some hot milk, so he would not get
cold, but he told her the water of the turtle pool was warm, as it always
is in Winter, and he said: "I don't think I'll even have the snuffles,"
which he did not, as the next day proved.

For two or three days Mr. Bobbsey was busy attending to his business in
New York, but he found time to take the children to see the many sights.

"I want to go on a ferryboat and across the Brooklyn Bridge," said
Flossie, one day.

"Oh, I want to go on a ferryboat too. And I want to see what makes the
ferryboat go!" cried Freddie eagerly.

"All right; I'll take you out to-day," answered Mr. Bobbsey. "And I'll
show you as much of the ferryboat as I can," he added.

Then they went across the Brooklyn Bridge on a car, and later on they took
quite a trip on the ferryboat to St. George, Staten Island, and back, and
Freddy even got a glimpse into the engine-room of the boat and went home
satisfied.

"There is so much to see!" exclaimed Nan, after a day spent in the Bronx
Park, where there are many animals. "_I_ don't believe we could see it
_all_ in a year."

"That's right," agreed Bert. "But we're going to see something good this
afternoon."

"What?" asked Flossie. "Are we going to another 'quarium?"