Not all of the Bagel Boys' neighbors were nasty folk. One, in particular,
was quite friendly and nice to them. His name was Barton Baguette, and he
was much older than any of the Bagel Kids. He was so old that he even had a
girl friend, Barbara Beignet. He lived just two houses down the hill.
Barton would always smile and greet the Bagel Boys when they were rolling
around on the porch, or playing near their front steps. He went off to
school everyday, except on weekends, on his red bicycle and sometimes, on
Saturdays, he would give the Bagel Boys rides around the block.
One sunny Saturday, Barton was sitting out in front of his house, busily
cleaning his bicycle. It was very important to him, not only for school, but
also for his magazine route. Once a week he delivered the Liberty Weekly to
customers all over the neighborhood, even `way down to the end of the hill,
six blocks away.
But today was collection day, and Barton was getting ready to visit all his
customers to collect the money they owed him for the magazines he had
delivered to them over the past month. It was an important day for Barton,
because he had almost saved up enough money to buy his very first
automobile.
While Barton was polishing the handlebars of his bike, Egg Bagel rolled over
to him and asked if he would give him and Onion Bagel a ride around the
block. Barton agreed, and Egg Bagel waved to Onion Bagel to join him. After
Barton helped the two Bagel Boys up onto the handle bars of his bike, he
started the trip around the block.
What great fun for the Bagel Boys as Barton peddled his bike very fast. Egg
Bagel pretended he was in a truck, and started making truck noises. Onion
Bagel liked airplanes, so he tried to sound like an airplane engine.
They were almost back to Barton's house when, suddenly, there was a loud
noise, and the bike swerved and stopped. Barton got off his bike, looked at
it, and became very upset. Both tires were flat. The bike had run over some
broken glass.
"What am I going to do now," cried Barton. "I must collect my magazine money
today, and I have no other tires." He sat on his front steps, looking very
upset, indeed.
The two Bagel Boys wanted to help their friend, Barton. After all, if they
had not asked him for the ride around the block, he would not have ruined
the tires on his bike.
Finally, Egg Bagel said. "I have an idea. Onion Bagel and I can help you get
around to your                customers on your bike." Bart
surprised. "How can you help me? You don't have any spare bike tires."
"True, said Egg Bagel. But if you take those wheels off your bike, Onion
Bagel and I will take their place. You can peddle the bike, and we will be
your wheels."
And that is what happened.

As Barton peddled the bike from customer to customer to collect his money,
Egg and Onion Bagel became his wheels. The bike got all the way around
Barton's route. Barton was very happy, and the two Bagel Boys were delighted
that they could help their friend.
But now, night has fallen on the little house near the top of the hill, and
the time has come for you and the Bagel Boys to go to sleep.

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