neered Danny.

Lessons and fun made up many school days for the Bobbsey twins. And,
as the Fall went on, lessons grew a little harder. Even Freddie and
Flossie, young as they were, had little tasks to do that kept them
busy. But they liked their school and the teacher, and many were the
queer stories they brought home of the happenings in the classroom.

It was now toward the end of October, and the weather was getting
cooler, though during the day it was still very warm at times. The
twins, as did their friends, looked forward to the coming of Winter and
the Christmas holidays.

Thanksgiving, too, would be a time of rejoicing and of good things to
eat, and this occasion was to be made more of than usual this time, for
some boys and girls the Bobbseys had met in the country and at the
seashore were to be invited to spend a few days in Lakeport.

But before this there was another event down on the program. This was
to be a party for Flossie and Freddie, the occasion being their joint
birthdays.

"And we're going to have candy!" cried Freddie, when the arrangements
were talked over.

"And ice cream"--added Flossie--"a whole freezer full; aren't we,
mamma?"

"Well, I guess a small freezer full won't be any too much," said Mrs.
Bobbsey, smiling. "But I hope none of you eat enough to make
yourselves ill."

"We won't," promised Freddie and Flossie.

There were busy times in the home of the twins the next few days, for
though Nan and Bert's birthdays were not to be observed, still they
were to have their part in the jolly celebration.

Invitations were sent out, on little sheets of note paper, adorned with
flowers, and in cute little envelopes. Flossie and Freddie took them
to the post-office themselves.

"My! what a lot of mail!" exclaimed the clerk at the stamp window, as
he saw the children dropping the invitations into the slot. "Uncle Sam
will have to get some extra men to carry that around, I guess. What's
it all about?"

"We're going to have a party," said Flossie, proudly.

Just then Danny Rugg came into the post-office.

"A party; eh?" he sneered. "I'm coming to it, I am; and I'm going to
have two plates of ice cream."

"You are not!" cried Freddie. "My mamma wouldn't let a boy like you
come to our party."

"'Specially not after what you did--telling us to play in the water,"
added Freddie. "You can't come!"

"Yes, I can," insisted Danny, just to tease the children.

For a moment Fl