Bert.

"Don't do that!" he said.

"What?" she asked.

"Don't get the pitchfork! It's sharp and might hurt Flossie and Freddie.
I'll pull the hay off with my hands. You go and tell mother or Dinah!
Somebody's got to help! There's 'most a whole load of hay on 'em I
guess!"

And indeed it was a large part of the pile of hay in the Bobbsey barn
that had slid from the mow when Bert jumped on it. And this hay now
covered from sight the "little fireman" and the "little fat fairy," as
Daddy Bobbsey called his two little twins.

"Yes, I'll go for Dinah!" cried Nan. "She knows how to dig under the
hay, I guess!"

"And I'll start digging now," added Bert, as he began tossing aside the
wisps of dried grass that covered his small brother and sister from
sight.

And while the rescue of Freddie and Flossie is being arranged for, I
will take this chance to tell my new readers something of the four
children, about whom I am going to write in this book.

There are other books ahead of this one, and the first is named after
the children. It is called "The Bobbsey Twins," and relates some of the
early adventures of Bert, Nan, Flossie and Freddie. Those are the names