rought it with
them to this island," said Mr. Bobbsey. "My, but they are great rascals!
They took our dog, our cat, our bacon, and Helen's doll."

"But we've got everything back except the bacon," said Bert. "The doll
seems to be all right, too, except she hasn't a dress."

"Oh, Helen found that the day she was here on the island," said
Flossie. "She found it in an old stump, you know, and I guess maybe the
gypsies hid it there, or dropped it."

"I guess so," agreed her mother. "Well, now, isn't this just wonderful!
We've found Helen's doll, and your dog and cat. It's a good thing we
came to Blueberry Island."

"But I'm sorry the gypsies came here," said Nan. "They made a lot of
trouble."

"They've gone now, though," remarked Bert. "It's queer that they brought
our dog and Helen's doll here with them."

"Maybe the little gypsy girl, whose papa took away Helen's doll, brought
it here to play with," said Nan.

And perhaps that is how it had happened. But the gypsies had gone away,
and no one knew just how they came to leave the doll in the cave. They
may have been afraid to take it away for fear a policeman would see them
have it. And then, too, it might suddenly speak when they had it, as it
spoke in the cave when Flossie and Freddie heard it.

"Well, everything's come out all right," said Mr. Bobbsey, "and now for
some happy days on Blueberry Island, with nothing to worry about." And,
indeed, the Bobbsey twins did have very happy times.

Snoop and Snap were back with them again, and with Whisker, the goat,
played with the children. Helen was told about her lost doll having been
found, and she came to the island to get it. The go-around bugs were not
found. Maybe the gypsies took them. But Mr. Bobbsey bought new ones for
the little twins.

The police said the gypsy man who had picked the doll up from the yard
where Helen had left it for a moment, must have taken it for his little
girl, and have hidden it in one of the wagons. Then, some one of the
band, going about Lakeport before the Bobbseys went to the island, saw
Snap about the house and enticed him away. They probably took him over
from the mainland in a rowboat. Snap was a friendly dog. As for Snoop he
either wandered away or was stolen. But now no more fear need be felt
about the gypsies, for they were far away, and when it rained the
Bobbsey twins used to play in the gypsy cave, as they called it.

"Oh, but I just love it on Blueberry Island!" said F