The Bobbsey Twins Quotes

“The Bobbsey Twins — two sets of fraternal twins, Nan and Bert, and the younger Flossie and Freddie. While the older twins are dark-haired and of serious disposition, the younger two are impish and blond.”

“My favorite, as I recall, was Flossie. Her father often referred fondly to her as “my fat fairy.”

“The twins’ father, Mr. Bobbsey, is a lumberyard owner in Lakeport; their mother, Mary, is a stay-at-home mom, as was common in those times.”

“The Bobbsey family lived in the large town of Lakeport, situated at the head of the Lake Metoka, a clear and beautiful sheet of water upon which the twins love to go boating. Mr. Richard Bobbsey was a lumber merchant, with a large yard and docks on the lake shore.”

“I don’t want to be any stenogerer,′ put in Flossie. ‘I’m going to keep a candy store, and have all the candy I want, and ice-cream_”

“It was Saturday, with no school, so all of the boys and girls of the neighborhood were out. Some of the girls were skipping rope, and Nan joined these, while Bert went off to join a crowd of boys in a game of football.”

“Mr. Bobbsey was startled and with good reason, for the had heard of more than one little girl dying from too much jumping. He took the limp form up in his arms and hurried to the Lavine house with it. ‘Run and tell Doctor Briskett,’ he called back to Nan.”

“I—I—guess so,′ answered Nan. ‘Oh, Bert, it’s dreadful! I was turning the rope and she had reached ninety-seven, when all at once she sank down, and—’ Nan could not go on, but leaned on her twin brother’s arm for support.”

“It was long after the dinner hour before the excitement died away. Then it was learned that Grace was resting quietly in an easy chair and the doctor had ordered that she be kept quiet for several days. She was very much frightened and had told her parents that she would never jump rope again.”

“Bert’s wish for snow was soon gratified. Sunday morning found it snowing steadily, the soft flakes coming down silently and covering the ground to the depth of several inches. ‘Winter has come after all!’ cried the boy. ‘Wish it was Monday instead of Sunday.”