I don't know what to
do."
Just then Flossie thought of something:
"Oh, Freddie!" she cried. "We haven't any tickets or any money, unless you
have some, and the conductor will put us off!"
"I've got five cents," said Freddie, taking it out of his small pocket.
"That's only enough for a street-car ride, and this is the elevated
railroad," replied his blue-eyed sister. "Oh, what shall we do?" And there
was just a little tear in each eye as she looked at the guard.
"What's the matter now?" he asked kindly. "Do you want a bug?"
"No--I mean yes, but not now. We haven't any tickets and the
conductor----"
"Didn't you drop your tickets in the chopper's box at the station where
you got on?"
"No. We ran on ahead," explained Freddie.
"Ho! I see! You were so small that the ticket chopper didn't see you.
Well, don't worry--it will be all right. The road won't lose much by
carrying you two."
"You could send the bill to my father," said Flossie. "That's what mother
says when she goes to buy things at the store."
"That will be all right," the guard said. "I'll see that you're not put
off until the proper time comes. And you save your five cents," he added
to Freddie, who was holding up the nickel. "You might want to buy some
peanuts."
"Oh, that's so--for the monkeys in the park!" cried Freddie. "I forgot we
were going to see them!"
By this time some of the other passengers were interested in the children,
asking them many questions and learning the story of their coming to New
York on a visit.
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