The three boys played about on the lumber piles until it was time for
them to go home, and Bert promised to bring his chums next day to have
more fun on the masses of lumber. Some of the boards were so stacked
up that there were spaces between, and these the boys played were
"robber-caves."
It was nearing the end of winter when the railroad wreck had taken
place. There was still plenty of snow and ice, but the sun was slowly
working his way back from the south, where he had stayed so long, and
each day brought spring nearer.
Mr. Hickson continued to live in his room over the Bobbsey garage. He
liked it there, and he liked his work in the lumberyard. Mr. Bobbsey
said the former Cedarville man was a good helper, and he was glad he
had been able to hire him.
"And do you think he'll ever find his two boys?" asked Bert one day,
when he and Nan had been talking to their father about Mr. Hickson.
"I'm afraid he'll never find them now, it has been so many years since
they went away," explained Mr.
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