"I'm going to get up and see!"

The Bobbsey twins were calling to one another from their rooms, and
papa and mamma Bobbsey were replying to their children's happy
greetings. It was Flossie who had made the exclamation about wondering
what Santa Claus had brought her, and it was Freddie who declared he
was going to get up to see.

Soon the patter of bare feet announced that the two younger twins were
scampering downstairs.

"You must put on your dressing gowns and slippers, my dears!" called
Mrs. Bobbsey. "You'll take cold. Nan, look after them; will you?"

"Yes, mother, in just a minute. As soon as I can find my own things,"
and Nan got out of bed. She and Bert were not in so much of a hurry as
Flossie and Freddie for they were getting older, and though Christmas
was still a source of great joy to them they were not so anxious to
see what gifts they had. Still Nan was eager to know if her camera had
come.

From the parlor below came cries, shouts and peals of delighted and
surprised laughter as Flossie and Freddie discovered their different
gifts.

"Look at my book!" cried Flossie. "And a doll--a doll that you can
wind up, and she walks and says 'mamma.' Look, Freddie!" and the
little girl started the doll off across the room.

"Pooh! Look at what I got!" cried Freddie. "It's a fire engine, and it