“It’s just lovely to take a trip like this,” said Nan, as she leaned back in the automobile.
“Swell, I call it,” declared Bert.
Flossie and Freddie said nothing just then. They were too busy looking from the windows.
Mr. Bobbsey owned a large, closed automobile, which even had an arrangement for heating, and it was just the proper vehicle for a trip like this. It easily held all the Bobbseys and their baggage, which had been piled in to go with them.
It had not taken long to make preparations for the trip. Dinah and Sam would be left in charge of the Lakeport house, and would care for Snoop and Snap.
“I wish we could take our cat along,” sighed Flossie.
“And Snap would be just right for the woods,” said Freddie. “Everybody has a dog in the woods.”
“We haven’t time to bother with Snoop and Snap now,” said Mrs. Bobbsey, so the dog and cat had been left at home, as much to their sorrow as to that of the Bobbsey twins.
Cedar Camp was in what was called the “North Woods,” about forty or fifty miles from Lakeport. It was a wild, desolate region, especially in the winter. In summer many camping parties made the place more lively.
Mr. Bobbsey owned some timberland there, from which was cut some of the lumber he used in his business. And it was only this year that he had decided to go into the Christmas tree trade. He had ordered many hundreds of the small cedars, spruce, and hemlocks cut and shipped to him, some to Lakeport and others to a more distant and larger city.