"Maybe we could get him work
here on the elevated railroad, chopping tickets at the station." When
people drop their tickets into the glass boxes at the elevated or subway
stations they are "chopped" into fine pieces by the men who pump the
handles up and down. "Uncle Jack chops wood," went on Freddie, "and he
could easy chop tickets."
So Flossie and Freddie kept on with their long ride, talking and looking
out of the train windows.
CHAPTER IX
IN THE STORE
Mr. Bobbsey bought his tickets, put his change in his pocket, and turned
to gather his little party together to take them through the gate, past
the ticket chopper.
"Why, where are Freddie and Flossie?" he asked.
Mrs. Bobbsey, Nan, Bert, none of them, had seen the little twins rush past
the ticket chopper and on to the train. All began to turn here and there
excitedly, looking about for the blue-eyed boy and girl.
"Now, now," said Mr. Bobbsey, "don't worry. You, Bert, and your mother and
Nan will wait here at the head of the stairs, while I go down to the
street and see if the children went down there again. I'll not be gone
long. If they are not close at hand, I'll come back to you before making
further search. Now, as I said, don't worry. In a city children are
always quickly found."
Mr. Bobbsey did as he said, but, of course, saw nothing of Freddie and
Flossie, who were now having a very nice ride and a very good time indeed
on the elevated express train.
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