"Oh, but you
are lucky!" called Danny Rugg to Bert, as the Bobbseys waved their
hands to him.
"I wish I could be you!" added Charley Mason, as he swung his strap of
books over his head. "I'm going out West to be a cowboy when I grow
up."
"I'll tell you all about it when I come back," promised Bert.
Nan's girl friends, as they went past on their way to school, blew
kisses to her from their hands, and wished her all sorts of good luck.
Flossie and Freddie were too busy running around and playing hide-and-
go-seek among the trunks to pay much attention to their little school
friends who went past the house.
The trunks and valises had been stacked on the front porch, and in a
little while Mr. Hickson was to come with his lumber wagon to take
them to the station. Later the Bobbseys would go down in the
automobile, one of the men from Mr. Bobbsey's office bringing it back.
Sam Johnson, though he used to drive the Bobbsey horse when they had
one, never could get used to an automobile, he said.
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