"Hens lay eggs in the barn."

"Well, if you find a nest don't step in it and break all the eggs,"
warned Nan.

She and Bert, as Flossie and Freddie went marching around the big barn,
climbed up on the pile of hay, and began swinging on the ropes. To and
fro swung the older Bobbsey twins.

"Isn't this better than Blueberry Island?" asked Nan.

"Well no, it isn't any better," said Bert; "but it's just as good. Look,
I'm going to let go and drop on the hay."

"Be careful and don't hurt yourself!" begged Nan, as she swung to and
fro, her feet raised from the hay beneath her, while Bert, also, swayed
slowly to and fro.

"Oh, I'll be careful!" Bert promised. "Anyhow, the hay is nice and soft
to fall in. I'll make believe I'm a man in the circus, falling from the
top of the tent."

He swung a little farther to and fro, and then suddenly cried:

"Here I go!"

"Oh!" screamed Nan, but, really, nothing happened to harm Bert. He just
dropped into the pile of soft hay.

"Come on, Nan! You try it! Lots of fun!" laughed Bert as he scrambled up