{"product_id":"2940013996632","title":"THE BOBBSEY TWINS IN THE GREAT WEST","description":"CONTENTS\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCHAPTER\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI.     THE TRAIN WRECK\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eII.    THE QUEER OLD MAN\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIII.   MR. BOBBSEY REMEMBERS\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIV.    THE OLD MAN'S STORY\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eV.     NEWS FROM THE WEST\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eVI.    AUNT EMELINE\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eVII.   HAPPY DAYS\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eVIII.  OFF FOR THE WEST\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIX.    DINNER FOR TWO\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eX.     FREDDIE, AS USUAL\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eXI.    IN CHICAGO\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eXII.   NEARING LUMBERVILLE\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eXIII.  THE SAWMILL\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eXIV.   THE BIG TREE\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eXV.    BILL DAYTON\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eXVI.   THE TRAIN CRASH\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eXVII.  AT THE RANCH\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eXVIII. A RUNAWAY PONY\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eXIX.   THE WILD STEER\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eXX.    THE ROUND-UP\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eXXI.   IN THE STORM\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eXXII.  NEW NAMES\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCHAPTER I\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTHE TRAIN WRECK\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Come on, let's make a snow man!\" cried Bert Bobbsey, as he ran about\u003cbr\u003ein the white drifts of snow that were piled high in the yard in front\u003cbr\u003eof the house.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"That'll be lots of fun!\" chimed in Freddie Bobbsey, who was Bert's\u003cbr\u003esmall brother. \"We can make a man, and then throw snowballs at him,\u003cbr\u003eand he won't care a bit; will he, Bert?\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"No, I guess a snow man doesn't care how many times you hit him with\u003cbr\u003esnowballs,\" laughed the older boy, as he tried to catch a dog that was\u003cbr\u003eleaping about in the drifts, barking for joy. \"The more snowballs you\u003cbr\u003ethrow at a snow man the bigger he gets,\" said Bert.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Oh, Bert Bobbsey, he does not!\" cried a girl with dark hair and\u003cbr\u003esparkling brown eyes, as she ran along with a smaller girl holding her\u003cbr\u003ered-mittened hand. \"A snow man can't grow any bigger! What makes you\u003cbr\u003etell Freddie so?\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Course a snow man can grow bigger!\" declared Bert. \"A snowball grows\u003cbr\u003ebigger the more you roll it in the snow, doesn't it?\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Yes,\" admitted Nan--Nan being the name of the brown-eyed girl, Bert's\u003cbr\u003etwin sister. \"I know a snowball grows bigger the more you roll it, but\u003cbr\u003eyou don't roll a snow man!\" went on the brown-eyed girl.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Ho, ho! wouldn't that be funny?\" laughed the little girl, whose hand\u003cbr\u003eNan held.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"What would be funny, Flossie?\" asked Freddie, and one look at the two\u003cbr\u003esmaller Bobbsey children would have told you that they, too, were\u003cbr\u003etwins. In fact the four Bobbseys were twins--that is there were two\u003cbr\u003esets of them--Bert and Nan, and Flossie and Freddie. \"What would be\u003cbr\u003efunny?\" Freddie wanted to know. \"Tell me! I want to laugh.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Yes, you generally do want to laugh, little fireman!\" and Bert\u003cbr\u003eBobbsey laughed himself as he gave his small brother the pet name that\u003cbr\u003eDaddy Bobbsey had thought up some time ago. \"But, as Flossie says, it\u003cbr\u003ewould be funny to see a snow man rolling around in the drifts to make\u003cbr\u003ehimself bigger,\" went on Bert.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"But you said he'd get bigger if we threw snowballs at him,\" insisted\u003cbr\u003eNan.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"And he will,\" went on Bert. \"You see, a snowball gets bigger when you\u003cbr\u003eroll it around the yard, because more snow keeps sticking to it all\u003cbr\u003ethe while. And if we make a snow man and then throw little snowballs\u003cbr\u003eat him, these snowballs will stick to him and he'll grow bigger, won't\u003cbr\u003ehe?\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Oh, I didn't know you meant _that_ way!\" and now Nan, herself,\u003cbr\u003ebegan to laugh. Of course Flossie and Freddie joined in, though I am\u003cbr\u003enot sure that they knew what the joke was all about, but they were\u003cbr\u003ehaving fun in the snow and that was all they cared for.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIt was a fine snow storm, at least for the Bobbsey twins and the other\u003cbr\u003echildren of Lakeport. It was not too cold, and the white flakes had\u003cbr\u003ecome down so fast that there was now enough snow to make many snow men\u003cbr\u003eand snowballs, and leave plenty for coasting down hill.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe Bobbsey twins had hurried out to play in the snow as soon as they\u003cbr\u003egot home from school, and now they were having fine fun. Snap, their\u003cbr\u003edog, was playing with them, leaping about in the drifts, diving\u003cbr\u003ethrough them, as the Bobbsey twins had seen swimmers dive through\u003cbr\u003ewaves down at the seashore and Snap would come out on the other side\u003cbr\u003eof the drift all covered with white flakes, as though he were a snow\u003cbr\u003edog.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eDear old Dinah, the fat, jolly, good-natured colored cook, who had\u003cbr\u003ebeen with the Bobbseys many years, stood at the window looking at the\u003cbr\u003echildren having fun in the snow.","brand":"SAP","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47147604410608,"sku":"2940013996632","price":0.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940013996632_p0.jpg?v=1763598677","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940013996632","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}