Then Flossie and Freddie told their story, and the woodchopper told of
having seen them tossed into the snow and of how he helped them out, and
then Mr. Bobbsey told what had happened to him, the children's mother,
Bert and Nan.

"I just pulled on the wrong rope, that's all, and I guess I steered the
boat crooked," said Freddie with a laugh.

"You're lucky it was no worse," remarked Bert, laughing also. "But as long
as you two are all right, and the _Bird_ isn't damaged, I'm glad."

Mr. Bobbsey was also, and then he took the children into his sleigh,
driving home with them while Uncle Jack turned back.

"I like him," said Flossie, speaking of the old woodchopper to her father.
"He hasn't a chick or a child and he lives all alone in the woods."

"Yes, poor Uncle Jack doesn't have a very happy life," said Mr. Bobbsey.
"I must see what we can do to help him."

Little was talked of in the Bobbsey home that afternoon and evening but
the adventure with the ice-boat, and what had happened to Flossie and
Freddie when it ran away with them.

The next day Bert and Tommy Todd got the _Bird_ back and had fine times
sailing in it. Flossie and Freddie, as well as some of their friends, were
also given rides, but Bert cut the sail smaller so his boat would not go
so fast, making it safer.

When the Bobbsey twins were not ice-boating they were skating, or building