“Nor I,” said their father.
“You ought to see the bear skin we found!” exclaimed Freddie, to change the subject. “It’s going to be for Mrs. Bimby, to keep her warm.”
“Bless their hearts!” murmured Old Jim’s wife. “I can keep warm all right, but it’s hard to get food in a storm.”
However, there was plenty of that now, and they all soon gathered about the table and had a hot meal. The second storm was not as bad as the first had been, and later that evening up came a big sled, filled with straw and drawn by powerful horses, and in it was Mrs. Bobbsey and some of the men from Cedar Camp.
After a joyful reunion, in piled the Bobbsey twins with their father and mother, and good-byes were called to the Bimby family, who now had food enough to last through many storms.
There was not much trouble getting to Cedar Camp, though the road was so blocked with snow that once the sled almost upset. But before midnight the Bobbsey twins were back in the cabin, all safe together once again.
“We’ve had a lot of adventures since we came here,” said Bert, as they sat about the cozy fire.
“Too many,” remarked his mother. “I don’t know when I’ve been so worried, and it was worse after Flossie and Freddie went away.”
“We won’t run away again,” promised the small twins.
“Did you find your Christmas trees, Daddy?” asked Nan.