XIX. SNAP IS GONE

XX. THE BIG STORM

XXI. THE FALLING TREE

XXII. THE MISSINC MONEY




CHAPTER I

THE RUNAWAYS


"Will Snap pull us, do you think, Freddie?" asked little Flossie
Bobbsey, as she anxiously looked at her small brother, who was
fastening a big, shaggy dog to his sled by means of a home-made
harness. "Do you think he'll give us a good ride?"

"Sure he will, Flossie," answered Freddie with an air of wisdom. "I
explained it all to him, and I've tried him a little bit. He pulled
fine, and you won't be much heavier. I'll have the harness all fixed
in a minute, and then we'll have a grand ride."

"Do you think Snap will be strong enough to pull both of us?" asked
the little girl.

"Of course he will!" exclaimed Freddie firmly. "He's as good as an