And in the midst of a great lawn stood the White House--the home
of the President of the United States.
Suddenly two big iron gates were swung open. Several policemen began
walking toward them from the lawn and some from the street outside.
"What's the matter?" asked Bert. "Is there a fire?"
"The President is coming out in his carriage," said Billy. "If we stand
here we can see him! Look! Here comes the President!"
CHAPTER XII
WASHINGTON MONUMENT
Down the White House driveway rolled the carriage, drawn by the prancing
horses. It was coming toward the iron gate near which, on the sidewalk,
stood the Bobbsey twins, with their new friends, Billy and Nell Martin.
On the front seat of the carriage, which was an open one, in spite of
the fact that the day was cool, though not very cold, sat two men. One
drove the horses and the other sat up very straight and still.
"I should think he'd have an automobile," remarked Bert.
"He has," answered Billy. "He has an auto--two of 'em, I guess. But lots
of times he rides around Washington in a carriage just as he's doing
now."
"That's right," chimed in Nell. "Sometimes we see the President and his
wife in a carriage, like now, and sometimes in a big auto.
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