"Where can you get a sled?" asked Violet, always ready with a question.

"Oh, I can hire one, if I can't get my own," said Grandpa Ford. "I told
one of my men to meet us at the depot with a big carriage. But when he
sees it snowing, as it is now up at Great Hedge, he'll take out the
sled, I'm sure."

"I like to ride in a sled," said Rose. "It's such fun to cuddle down in
the fur robes."

"Have you got fur robes, Grandpa?" Vi inquired.

"Oh, yes, plenty of them," he answered. "But I hope we'll get to
Tarrington," he added in a low voice to Mr. and Mrs. Bunker. "I would
not want to drive in an open sled through this cold storm with the
children."

"They wouldn't mind it," said Daddy Bunker. "If they were well-wrapped
they would like it."

"I suppose I should have waited until warmer weather to bring you to
Great Hedge," went on Grandpa Ford. "But I wanted to have the children
with me, and so did their grandmother. She hasn't seen them all together
for some time. So I just thought I'd bring you in the winter, and not
wait for summer."

"And I'm glad you did," said Mother Bunker. "We'll be all right, once we
get there."

"Another reason why I wanted you at Great Hedge," went on Grandpa Ford,