: The Bobbsey twins at Cloverbank by Hope Laura Lee Rogers Walter S Illustrator - Twins Juvenile fiction; Bobbsey Twins (Fictitious characters) Juvenile fiction; Vacations Juvenile fiction; Farms Juvenile fiction; Summer Juvenile fiction

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THE BOBBSEY TWINS AT CLOVERBANK

THE MYSTERIOUS BOX

Tap! Tap! Tap!

Some one was knocking on the door of the kitchen where Dinah Johnson, the fat, jolly, colored cook of the Bobbsey family was just taking a pie from the oven. Holding the pie carefully, Dinah turned her head toward the door.

Tap! Tap! Tap! sounded again.

"Good lan' ob massy! Wonder who dat am?" murmured Dinah. "Maybe it am one ob dem woodpecker birds whut fly 'round de garden lookin' fo' bugs in de trees. But if Mistah Woodpecker t'inks he's gwine t' look at dis pie, he's mighty much mistook--dat's all I got to say!"

Dinah waddled over to the table, carrying the pie carefully, and then, as the knocking again sounded on the kitchen door, she walked toward it and opened it.

"Git away from heah, Mistah Woodpecker!" she exclaimed, before she really saw who it was. Then she started back in surprise, for Bert Bobbsey, carrying in his hands something wrapped in paper, slid quickly through the half-opened door and exclaimed:

"Don't tell Nan or Flossie or Freddie that I came in this way, Dinah! I want to get upstairs--quick!"

"Mah goodness! Bress yo' heart, honey! Has anyt'ing done happened dat yo' got to slip in in dis mysteriousness way an' hide upstairs? Whut's de mattah?" demanded the colored cook.

"Hush, please, Dinah! It's all right. I just don't want any of the others to know I came in this way!" explained Bert, with a smile, which told the cook that there was nothing very much wrong. "I'm going upstairs to hide this," Bert went on. "If Flossie comes in don't tell her you saw me."

"Oh--all right," remarked Dinah, with a chuckle. "Ah done guess it's some game dem Bobbsey twins is playin'," she went on to herself. "Bress der hearts! Nices' chilluns dat eber was! Dat's it! Some game Bert is playin' like hide de organ or find de auttymobile, Ah reckon! Ho! Ho!"

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