On either side of the arcade were stores, where
fruit, candy, toys, flowers and other things were sold. You can imagine
that a station which has room in it for many trains, automobiles and
thousands of people easily has room for stores also.
"Come on--right down this way!" called Flossie, hurrying ahead of the
others, "I'll show you where the bugs are."
"The bugs that go around and around and around," laughed Bert, in a low
tone to Nan.
"Oh, I do hope Freddie hasn't gotten into any trouble," sighed Nan, who,
though she was only ten years old, felt much more grown up than either
Flossie or Freddie.
"Here are the bugs!" cried Flossie, a little later, and she stopped in
front of a station toy store, in the window of which a young man was
showing how big tin bugs would move along on a spring roller that was
fastened beneath them. There were green, red, yellow and spotted bugs,
and they did indeed go "around and around and around," as Flossie had
said, and some of them steered themselves, when started by the young man,
into the door of a little pasteboard house, where all the toy tin bugs
seemed to live.
"There's Freddie now, buying a bug!" cried Flossie, as she saw through the
store door her brother talking to a clerk. And the clerk was showing
Freddie how the bug "walked" on the wooden roller which answered for legs.
"I want a bug, too!" Flossie cried, and into the store dashed the little
girl.
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