“Anybody would think this was a boat!” laughed Jan, as she led Trouble down off the back steps, ready for a ride.
“Well, it does wobble like one,” laughed Ted. “You wait and see! That’s why I called ‘All aboard!’ Come on. Get in!”
“Me goin’ to drive!” shouted Trouble.
“No, not at first,” answered his brother. “I’ll have to wait and see how Nicknack behaves. I’ll let you drive after a bit.”
“Then me holler ‘giddap!’” insisted Baby William, who was eager to do something.
“Yes, you may make Nicknack giddap,” agreed Jan, lifting him into the wagon.
Mother and Grandma Martin, as well as Nora, who had come to the farm, too, came out to see the children start off.
“How cute they look,” said grandma.
“Yes. I hope nothing happens—that that queer contraption holds together,” remarked Mother Martin.
“Well, if anything does happen I have a nice picture of them,” put in Nora, who had a little camera. She had “snapped” the trio as they started off in the wagon drawn by Nicknack. “It’ll come out lovely, I think.”