wandered away from their mother."

"Oh, don't yo'all worry 'bout _dat_, boss! Chilluns gits lost heah ebery
day, an' we all easy find 'em ag'in."

"Oh, I'm not worried," answered Mr. Bobbsey, with a smile. "But it is time
for us to go, and I want them. Did you see them--two little ones--about so
high," and he held his hand a short distance above the stone floor. "They
have light hair and blue eyes."

The porter thought for a moment. Then he said:

"Well, to tell yo' de truff, boss, we has about seben hundred blue-eyed
an' light-haired chilluns in heah ebery day, and we has de same number ob
dark ones, so it's mighty hard t' 'member 'em all."

"Yes, I suppose so. Well, I'll walk about I dare say I shall find them."

"I'll tell some ob de udder men," offered the porter. "We often has t'
pick up lost little ones an' take 'em to de waitin' room. Ef yo' doan't
find yo' tots yo'se'f, stop in dere."

"I will," said Mr. Bobbsey, and he was about to walk on when the porter
called to him:

"Heah comes a light-haired, blue-eyed gal now, an' she's runnin' like
she's in a hurry. Maybe she's yo'rs."

Mr. Bobbsey looked up in time to see Flossie running toward him from the
front part of the station. She seemed much excited, and when she neared