"All right. But I don't want to fall in."
"We'll go down to my father's lumber yard, and if we fall in, near the edge, we can yell and some of the men will pull us out. Come on!"
Mrs. Bobbsey said Freddie might go, if he would be sure to be careful. He was often allowed to visit his father's lumber yard, for it was known he would be safe there. And Johnnie's mother said he might go also. So the little fellows trudged away, leaving the girls to play dolls on the porch.
Freddie and Johnnie had fun at the edge of the lake. They each had a small sailboat, and, holding the strings, which were fast to the toy vessels, the boys let the wind blow the boats out a way and then hauled them in again.
After a while, however, they grew tired of this, and Freddie said:
"Let's go up to the office to see my father. He likes me to come to see him, and maybe he'll give us five cents for ice cream cones."
"That'll be nice," said Johnnie.
Mr. Bobbsey was very busy, for he had a great deal of work to do after having spent so
