happened," said the guard, with a laugh. "But I guess you're a little too small to go navigating around from car to car when the train's moving. What's your father's name? I'll have him called out for in the other cars."
"He's Mr. Richard Bobbsey, of Lakeport," said Flossie, "and my mother and sister and brother are with him. My sister is Nan and my brother is Bert This is my brother, Freddie."
"Well, now I guess I know the whole family," laughed the guard, the other passengers joining in a smile. "I'll see if I can find your folks for you, though it's queer they haven't been looking for you themselves. You stay here."
The guard started to go through the other cars of the elevated train, and Freddie called after him:
"If you find my father, please tell him to open the box and take out the yellow bug."
"The yellow bug?" repeated the guard in some surprise. "Is your father an animal trainer?"
"Oh, no," said Flossie, seriously. "Freddie
