The Bobbsey Twins at the Seashore by Laura Lee Hope
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"Sea-serpent," put in Freddie, believing that he might get such a monster if he cared to possess one. "There goes the last of Meadow Brook," sighed Nan, as the train rounded a curve and slowed up on a pretty bridge. "And we did have such a lovely time there!" "Isn't it going to be just as nice at the ocean?" Freddie inquired, with some concern. "We hope so," his mother replied, "but sister Nan always likes to be grateful for what she has enjoyed." "So am I," insisted the little fellow, not really knowing what he meant himself. "I likes dis yere car de best," spoke up Dinah, looking around at the ordinary day coach, the kind used in short journeys. "De red velvet seats seems de most homey," she went on, throwing her kinky head back, "and I likes to lean back wit'out tumbling ober." "And there's more to see," agreed Bert. "In the Pullman cars there are so few people and they're always---" "Proud," put in Flossie. "Yes, they seem so," declared her brother, "but see all the people in this car, just eating and sleeping and enjoying themselves." |
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