Flossie and Freddie were warmly dressed, and allowed to
play out in a little yard in front of the hotel. It was rather a treat
for Washington children to have as much snow as they now had, and many
were out enjoying it.
Flossie and Freddie played as they did at home, and Bert and Nan, with
Nell and Billy Martin, who came over, watched the smaller twins.
"Let's throw snowballs at a target," said Freddie presently. "I'm going
to play I'm a soldier and shoot the cannon."
"You haven't any target, Freddie Bobbsey," declared Flossie.
"Yes, I have, too!" answered her twin brother. "Just look here!"
Freddie had espied a small tin can standing in an areaway not far away.
He ran to get this, and then set it up on a near-by iron railing.
"There's my target!" he exclaimed; and both he and Flossie began to
throw snowballs at it and were in high glee when the can tumbled over.
Thus the fun went on for some time.
After lunch Mrs. Bobbsey said:
"Now, children, if you wish, you may go out and buy some souvenirs. As
long as Nell and Billy are here to go with you, I will not have to go,
since they know their way about the streets near our hotel.
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