never thought of using it. They were kind to their goat. Oh, Im falling out suddenly cried Helen, as the wagon went over a very rough, bumpy place in the path. Hold on tight like me, said Flossie. Anyhow, she went on, as she looked out of the wagon, if you do fall you t get hurted61 much, cause theres a lot of soft moss and leaves on the ground. But Ill get my dress dirty, said Helen. Then well go down to the lake and wash it off, said Freddie, for the woods in which they now were led down to the shore of the lake. Well, I dont want to fall, anyhow, said Helen. Most always when I fall I bump my nose, an it hurts. Its smoother now, and I guess the wagon t tip over, observed Freddie, a little later. They had come now to a wider path in the woods, where looking under trees and bushes for a trace of the missing Mollie. Do you spose she can talk and call to tell you where she is? asked Flossie, when they had hunted about a bit, not going too far from the goat and wagon. I dont know, Helen answered. Sometimes, when I wind up the spring in her back she says Mamma and Papa without my pushing the button. My father says thats because something is the matter with her. Well, if she would only talk now, and holler out, wed know where to look for her, added Freddie. Lets call to her, suggested Flossie. All right, agreed Helen. MOLLIE MOLLIE WHERE ARE YOU? MOLLIE MOLLIE WHERE ARE YOU? The Bobbsey Twins on Blueberry Island. II just want to see what Whiskerll do, answered the little . Maybe hes tired of standing still. Indeed, the goat seemed to be, for no sooner57 had Freddie got into the wagon again than off Whisker started, walking slowly toward the back of the yard, where there was a gate to a rear street which led to the woods. Whoa cried Freddie, but he did not say it very loudly. Whoa, Whisker Where you going? Oh, hes runnin away cried Helen. Let me out Hes runnin away No, hes only walking, said Freddie. Its all right. As long as he walks, you t get hurt. I guess Id better drive him, though. Cant you stop him? asked Flossie. Bert t like it to have us take him away. We arent taking him away; hes taking us away, said Freddie. I cant make him stop. Look Again he called:

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Helen eagerly. II hope so, answered Flossie, somewhat doubtfully.60 Maybe he is, said Freddie. Anyhow, the gypsies that took your doll Mollie came to the woods, and were in the woods, and maybe the doll is here and maybe well find her. That was as much as Freddie could think of at one time, especially as he had to hold the reins that were fast to the bit in Whiskers mouth. For the goat was driven just as a horse or pony is driven, and Freddie was doing the driving this time. At least the little thought he was, and that was very near the same thing. But Whisker went along by himself pretty much as he pleased, really not needing much driving by the leather reins. And he never needed to be whippedin fact, there was not a whip in the wagon, for the Bobbsey Looking in56 the yard, she saw Flossie and Freddie seated in the goat wagon. Come on in, invited Flossie. Were having a makebelieve ride, and you can ride too. Cant she, Freddie? Yep. An Im going to drivemakebelieve. Come on, Helen. When Bert comes Ill ask him to take us to help find the gypsies and get back your doll. Helen hurried in and took her place in the wagon, and the three had lots of fun pretending they were going on a long trip. They did not really go, for the goat was tied to a post. I wish Bert would hurry back, said Flossie, after a bit. Im tired of staying in one place so long. Som I, said Freddie. Then he got out of the wagon and began loosening the strap by which the goat was fastened to the post. Whatre you doing? Flossie asked. it was not so bumpy, and the wagon rolled easily over the moss and leaves as Whisker pulled it along. Its nice in here, said Flossie, looking about her. Yes, Im glad Whisker took us for a ride, said Freddie. He wouldnt have if you hadnt unhitched his strap, remarked Flossie. Whatll Bert say? Well, Whisker was tired of standing still, went on her brother. And, anyhow, Helen62 wanted to come for a ride to find her doll; didnt you? he asked their little playmate. Yep, I did, she answered. I want my doll Mollie awful much. Then well look for her, Freddie went on. Whoa, Whisker Whether the goat really stopped because Freddie said this word, which always makes horses stop, or whether Whisker was tired and wanted a rest, I can not say. Anyhow, he stopped in

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