"Have you seen Snap?" asked Freddie of Dinah's husband, Sam Johnson,
who was out in the barn.
"Snap?" repeated the colored man. "Why, Freddie, I done jest see Snap
paradin' down de road wif dat black dog from Mr. Brown's house."
"Then Snap's gone away again," said Flossie with a sigh. "Never mind,
Freddie. Let's play steamboat, and you can be the fireman."
"All right," he agreed, much pleased with this idea. "We'll make
believe we're in our new houseboat. Come on."
"Steamboat" was a game the smaller twins often played on the long
Saturdays, when there was no school. All they needed was an old soap
box for the boat, and some sticks for oars. Then, with some bits of
bread or cake, which Dinah gave them to eat, in case they were
"shipwrecked," they had fine times.
Meanwhile, Bert and Nan had asked permission of their mother to go
over to where some of their boy and girl friends lived, so they were
prepared to have a good time, too.
"Oh, but what fun we'll have on the houseboat, won't we, Bert?" said
Nan.
"That's what we will," he agreed with a laugh.
Monday morning came, after Sunday (as it always does if you wait long
enough) and the two sets of Bobbsey twins started for school.
"I wish we didn't have to go," said Bert, as he strapped up his books.
"I want to go down to our new houseboat.
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