Nothing very much happened during the first part of the journey.  Of course, Flossie and Freddie wanted many drinks of water, as they always did, and for a time they kept Bert busy going to the end of the car to fill the drinking cup.  But as it was winter and the weather was not warm, the little twins did not want quite as much water as they would have wanted had the traveling been done on a hot day in summer.  And at last Flossie and Freddie seemed to have had enough.  They sat looking out of the window and speaking now and then of the many things they saw.

“I counted ten horses,” announced Freddie after a while.  “They were mostly on the road.  I didn’t see many horses in the fields.”

“No, not very many horses are put out to graze in the fields in the winter, except perhaps on an extra warm day when there isn’t any snow,” said Mr. Bobbsey.

“And I saw two-sixteen cows!” exclaimed Flossie.  “I saw them in a barnyard.  Two-sixteen cows.”

“There aren’t so many cows as that; is there, Daddy?” asked Freddie.

“Well, perhaps not quite,” agreed Mr. Bobbsey with a smile.  “But Flossie saw a few cows, for I noticed them myself.”

Then the smaller twins tried to count the telegraph poles and the trees that flashed past, and soon this made them rather drowsy.  Flossie leaned back against her mother, and was soon sound asleep, while Freddie cuddled up in Daddy Bobbsey’s arms and, in a little while, he, also, was in by-low land.

Bert and Nan took turns sitting next to the window, until the train boy came through with some magazines, and then the older twins were each allowed to buy one, and this kept them busy, looking at the pictures and reading the stories.

It was a rather long trip from Lakeport to New York, and it was evening when the train arrived in the big city.  It was quite dark, and the smaller twins, at least, were tired and sleepy.  But they roused up when they saw the crowds in the big station, and noticed the bright lights.

“I’m hungry, too!” exclaimed Freddie.  “I want some supper.  Oh, dear, I wish Dinah was here!”

“So do I!” added Flossie.  “I guess my cat Snoop is having a good supper now.”

“And I guess my dog Snap is, too!” went on Freddie.  “Why can’t we have supper?” he asked of his father, and several of the passengers, hurrying through the big station, turned to laugh at the chubby little fellow, who spoke very loud.

“We’ll soon have supper, little fireman,” said Mr. Bobbsey.  “We might have eaten on the train, but I thought it best to wait until we reached our hotel, where we shall stay all night.”

“How long are we going to be in New York?” asked Nan.

“Two or three days,” her father replied.  “I have some business to look after here.  We may stay three days.”

“That’ll be fun!” exclaimed Bert.  “There’s a lot of things I want to see, and we didn’t have time when we were here before.”