ve gotten
it; wouldn't you?" went on the little boy.

If barks meant anything, Snap said, with all his heart, that he
certainly would--that not even a dozen snakes could frighten a big dog
like him.

The children soon got over the little scare, and went back up the hill
again to gather more flowers. Snap went with them this time, running
about here and there.

"If there are any real snakes," said Freddie, "he'll scare them away.
But I guess there aren't any."

"I hope not," said Nan, but she and the others kept a sharp lookout.
However, there was no further fright for them, and soon, with their
hands filled with blossoms the Bobbseys and the others went back to the
main party.

Some of the teachers were arranging games with their pupils, and Nan,
Flossie and Freddie joined in, having a good time. Then, when it was
almost time to start for home, Mr. Tetlow blew loudly on a whistle he
carried to call in the stragglers.

"Where's Bert?" asked Flossie, looking about for her older brother.

"I guess he hasn't come back from fishing yet," said Nan. "Come,
Flossie and Freddie, I have a little bit of lunch left, and you might
as well eat it, so you won't be hungry on the way home."

The littler Bobbsey twins were glad enough to do this. Then they had
to have a drink, and Nan went with them to the spring, carrying a glass
tumbler she had brought.

"This isn't like our nice silver cup that the fat lady took in the
train," said Freddie, as he passed the glass of water very carefully to
Flossie.

"No," she said, after she had taken her drink. "I wonder if papa will
ever get that back?"

"He said, the other day," remarked Nan, as she got some water for
Freddie, "that he hadn't heard from the circus yet. But I think he
will. It isn't like Snoop, our cat. We don't know where he is, but
we're pretty sure the fat lady has the cup."

"Poor Snoop!" cried Freddie, as he thought of the fine black cat.
"Maybe some of the railroad men have him."

"Maybe," agreed Flossie.

When they got back to where the teachers and principal were, Bert and
the boys who bad gone fishing had returned. They had one or two small
fish.

"I'm going to have mamma cook them for my supper," said Bert, proudly
holding up those he had caught.

"They're too small--there won't be anything left of them after they're
cleaned," said Nan, who was quite a little housekeeper.

"Oh, yes, there will," declared her brother. "I'm going fishing aga