Thank you!"
"Um!" grunted Mr. Blipper. "Here you, Bob!" he roared. "Come and shut
off this steam. We're going to travel!"
He climbed up on the seat, and Bob, after hanging the water pail on a
hook beneath the truck, shut off the engine. The organ ceased playing,
and the trucks containing the merry-go-round lumbered off.
"Good-by!" called the Bobbsey twins.
"Good-by!" echoed Bob Guess.
"I wonder if we'll ever see him again," murmured Bert.
And he was to see the strange lad again, under queer circumstances.
"Come, children, your ice cream will get cold!" called Mrs. Bobbsey, who
had come from the pavilion to summon the little guests.
"Ice cream get cold! Ha! Ha!" laughed Grace Lavine.
"I like mine cold," chuckled Dannie Rugg.
Back across the fields ran the merry, laughing children. The Sunday
school picnic, in spite of the danger at the bridge, had turned out most
wonderfully.
Soon the caravan of the merry-go-round was but a series of faint specks
down the dusty road. It was taking a route that would not take it across
the broken bridge.
The Bobbsey twins and their friends sat about eating ice cream and cake,
and some of them talked about the strange boy and the organ that was
played by steam.
"I'm going to have an organ like that when I grow up," said Freddie.
"An' I'm goin' to help you play it, an' ride on a lion," added Flossie,
and the others laughed.
Picnics, however delightful, cannot go on forever, and this one came to
an end as the afternoon shadows were falling.
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