“That’s a good warm fur robe,” said Old Jim. “If it was made into a fur coat it would keep out the cold.”
“Maybe that’s what the man who used to live here was going to use it for,” said Mr. Bobbsey. “He moved away and forgot it. Well, you children can play with it,” he said to Flossie and Freddie. “It was a bear once.”
And the Bobbsey twins had fun taking turns wrapping the bear skin about them and pretending to be different kinds of wild animals.
It was when the storm began to grow less severe, the wind not blowing so hard and the snow not coming down so thickly, that Mr. Bobbsey, looking from the window when Flossie and Freddie were playing “bear,” said:
“I think I’ll start out again.”
“Where?” asked his wife.
“To find Bert and Nan,” he answered. “I think the blizzard is about over, and they will probably be starting for home. I’ll go to meet them.”
“Oh, take us!” cried Flossie and Freddie. “We want to see Bert and Nan.”
“Oh, no, I couldn’t take you,” said their father. “The snow is piled deep in drifts, and you’d sink away down in—over your heads. I’ll take some of the men and start,” he said to his wife.
And so, a little later, another searching party started away from Cedar Camp to find the missing Bobbsey twins.