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“What shall we do?”

“Get on the first train for uptown,” replied Don.

“There’s one—I’m going to ask the man where it goes,” announced Dot, running to a guard standing by his platform.

“Where do you go?” asked the little girl.

“Downtown, New York.”

“Thank you,” and Dot walked away.

Another string of cars pulled in, and other guards got off after the passengers had left. Dot ran up to one and said:

“Where do you go?”

“Jersey City, Manhattan Junction, Harrison, and Newark!” called the man, without paying any attention to the child.

“Guess that isn’t it, yet,” thought Dot, giving the man a scornful look because he would not notice her.

The twins waited and waited, and then another train came in where the downtown train had pulled out.

“Hurrah!—Read the sign in the windows! ‘Uptown New York,’ Dot!” cried Don, crowding on before anyone could get in ahead of him.

Thus it happened that Don walked into a car without waiting for Dot, and she, being small, was pushed back by the grown-ups till the last. Just as she was about to step on, Jinks caught her skirt.