"We will!" they answered.
"Good-by, Mother! Good-by!"
"Good-by, children!"
"Honk! Honk!" tooted the auto horn.
"All aboard!" called Nellie Parks. "All aboard!"
"I want to sit on the end!" declared Freddie, struggling to get in this position.
"You might fall out going up hill," said Bert. "I'll sit there, Freddie, and you can sit next me." The little fellow had to be content with this.
With children laughing, children singing, children shouting and children smiling, with flags flying and the horn tooting, the big auto started off, having taken aboard the Bobbsey twins; and soon the two trucks were out of sight around a turn in the road, bound for Pine Grove, on the outskirts of the town of Lakeport. It was the yearly picnic of one of the Lakeport Sunday schools.
"Isn't it a wonderful day?" asked Grace of Nan. The two friends and Nellie were sitting together.
"Yes, beautiful. We nearly always have a good day for the picnic."