their heavy overcoats, went with him. It was too dark outside for any of
the six little Bunkers to see anything that was going on. But by placing
their faces close against the windows of the car and holding a hand on
either side of the face to shut out the light in the car, they could see
a little way into the darkness outside.

"It's snowing hard," reported Russ.

"I like it," said Rose. "We can have some sleigh rides, and coast
downhill."

"And build snow men," added Violet, giving a little wriggle of pleasure.

"And snow forts, and have snowball fights!" exclaimed Laddie.

Mun Bun and Margy were eating some cookies their mother had saved for
them, so they didn't say anything, just then.

"Could you ever make a snow man that would talk?" asked Vi, when she and
the others had tired of looking out at the swirling flakes.

"'Course not!" exclaimed Laddie. "That would be like a riddle."

"I could make a snow man talk," declared Russ.

"You could not! How could you?" asked Laddie.

"I could scoop out a hollow place in his back and put a phonograph
inside, and when I wound it up the snow man would talk."