with the baby, who was just old enough to be amusing.
"I've got a plan on hand," whispered Bob to Bert, just before dinner was served. "I've been wondering if your father will let us carry it out."
"What is it?" questioned Bert.
"You are not to drive home until late this afternoon. I wonder if your father won't let you go down to Long Lake with me after dinner, to see the hockey match."
"Is it far from here?"
"About two miles. We can drive down in our cutter. Father will let me have the cutter and old Rusher, I'm sure."
"I'll see about it," said Bert. "I'd like to see the hockey match very much."
As soon as he got the chance Bert questioned his parent about going.
"I don't know about this," said Mr. Bobbsey slowly. "Do you think you two boys can be trusted alone with the horse?"
"Oh, yes, papa. Bob has driven old Rusher many times."
"You must remember, Rusher used to be a
