CHAPTER I A CIRCUS TRAIN
"MAMMA, how much longer have we got to ride?" asked Nan
Bobbsey, turning in her seat in the railroad car, to look at her parents,
who sat behind her.
"Are you getting tired?" asked Nan\'s brother Bert. "If you are I\'ll sit
next to the window, and watch the telegraph poles and trees go by.
Maybe that\'s what tires you, Nan," he added, and his father smiled, for
he saw that Bert had two thoughts for himself, and one for his sister.
"No, I\'m not tired of the scenery," answered the brownhaired and
browneyed girl, "but you may sit next the window, Bert, if you like."
"Thanks!" he exclaimed as he scrambled over to the place his sister
gave up.
"Are you tired, dearie?" asked Mrs. Bobbsey, leaning forward and
smoothing out her daughter\'s hair with her hand. "If you would like to sit
with me and put your head in my lap, papa can go to another seat and -
"
"Oh, no, mamma, I\'m not as tired as that," and Nan laughed. "I was
just wondering how soon we\'d be home."
"I\'d rather be back at the seashore," said Bert, not turning his gaze
from the window, for the train was passing along some fields just then,
and in one a boy was driving home some cows to be milked, as evening
was coming on. Bert was wondering if one of the cows might not
chase the boy. Bert didn\'t really want to see the boy hurt by a cow, of
course, but he thought that if the cow was going to take after the boy,
anyhow, he might just as well see it. But the cows were very wellbehaved,
and went along slowly
"MAMMA, how much longer have we got to ride?" asked Nan
Bobbsey, turning in her seat in the railroad car, to look at her parents,
who sat behind her.
"Are you getting tired?" asked Nan\'s brother Bert. "If you are I\'ll sit
next to the window, and watch the telegraph poles and trees go by.
Maybe that\'s what tires you, Nan," he added, and his father smiled, for
he saw that Bert had two thoughts for himself, and one for his sister.
"No, I\'m not tired of the scenery," answered the brownhaired and
browneyed girl, "but you may sit next the window, Bert, if you like."
"Thanks!" he exclaimed as he scrambled over to the place his sister
gave up.
"Are you tired, dearie?" asked Mrs. Bobbsey, leaning forward and
smoothing out her daughter\'s hair with her hand. "If you would like to sit
with me and put your head in my lap, papa can go to another seat and -
"
"Oh, no, mamma, I\'m not as tired as that," and Nan laughed. "I was
just wondering how soon we\'d be home."
"I\'d rather be back at the seashore," said Bert, not turning his gaze
from the window, for the train was passing along some fields just then,
and in one a boy was driving home some cows to be milked, as evening
was coming on. Bert was wondering if one of the cows might not
chase the boy. Bert didn\'t really want to see the boy hurt by a cow, of
course, but he thought that if the cow was going to take after the boy,
anyhow, he might just as well see it. But the cows were very wellbehaved,
and went along slowly