"But I want to get a brass ring my own self," Nan said. And she did, though not on the next trip. Her father had to buy her a ticket for that. Then came the final ride, for though Flossie and Freddie would have remained and ridden all day, their father knew this was not good for them. And it was on the last ride that Nan got her brass ring. "Oh, now I can ride again!" she gayly cried. "Not now," her father told her. "If you ride, Flossie and Freddie will want to, and I'm afraid they'll be ill." "But what shall I do with the ring?" asked Nan, slipping down off the wooden horse and holding up the brass ring. "It'll be good to-morrow," said Bob Guess. "You can keep it, or I'll save it here for you." "I guess you'd better keep it, Bob," said Nan, with a laugh. "I might lose it." "I'll save it for you," promised Bob. "I'll look for you to-morrow. Get your tickets--your tickets for the merry-go-round!" he cried, as a new crowd surged up to get on. "May we have some pop corn?" asked Freddie, when told there were to be no more rides that day. "And ice-cream?" added Flossie. "Dear me!" laughed Mr. Bobbsey, "I don't know which will be worse for you. Let's look about a bit." "I'm thirsty!" announced Flossie. "Well, we'll have some lemonade--that will be good for all of us, I think," suggested Mr. Bobbsey. Bert and Harry, coming back just then from having been to look at the balloon, were taken to the lemonade stand with the others. If I were to tell you all the things the Bobbsey twins saw at the County Fair and all they did, it would take a larger book than this to hold it all. So I can only tell you a few of the many things that happened. After drinking the lemonade the children hardly knew at what to look next, there were so many things to see. Presently Mr. Bobbsey said: "You have been among a lot of wooden animals on the merry-go-round, suppose we go see some real, live animals?" "Oh, yes!" cried Nan. "Let's go to see the race horses," suggested Bert. "And I want to see cows and pigs!" announced Freddie. "And sheeps! I want to see sheeps!" exclaimed Flossie. "They're on the way to the racing horse stables," explained Harry. "All the live stock is together." There was a race track at the fair grounds and some races had been run off before the Bobbseys arrived. More were to take place soon. Mr. Bobbsey and the other children were so interested in looking at the prize cattle, at great hogs, some weighing nearly a thousand pounds, and at bulls weighing more than this, that they did not notice the absence of Freddie Bobbsey. That little chap, however, had slipped away and, before he knew it, he was in the stable with the race horses. As many of the stablemen were outside with their animals, some bringing their steeds back from the track and others taking racers over to have a part in the next contest, there were not many persons in the stable when Freddie wandered there.