Part 24 (2/2)

It was some little time, though, before they could get to sleep, as the wind seemed to howl ever so much louder now that there was no gla.s.s in part of the window to keep out the sound.

”Is it snowing yet?” asked Freddie in a whisper of his brother, after they had been in bed for some time.

”I'll look,” offered the older twin.

He slipped out of bed and to the window that had not been broken.

”Yes, it's snowing hard,” he said.

”Good!” said Freddie. ”We'll have some fine sleighrides.”

It was quite cold in the boys' room, with the gla.s.s out of the window, for the wind blew through the blanket and shutters. But no more snow came in and the north wind did not knock any more bricks off the chimney. It was only a few loose ones that had come down, anyhow. Most of the chimney was all right.

It was the first snow-storm of the season, and when the Bobbsey twins awakened in the morning the ground was white and the flakes were still falling.

”Oh, what good times we'll have!” cried Nan.

”I'm glad I have my rubber boots!” said Flossie. ”I can go wading in the deep drifts.”

”Not until the storm stops some,” said Mother Bobbsey.

It was Sunday, and the storm kept up all day so hard that the smaller Bobbsey twins could not go to Sunday school, though Nan and Bert managed to get there. And, as it was Sunday, the gla.s.s-man could not come to fix the broken window. But the shutters were kept closed, and with a blanket over the holes it was not so bad. Bert and Freddie liked to sleep in a cool room, and never had any heat turned on in their sleeping apartment.

Their window was always open a little way, except on the very coldest nights.

The next day a man came to put the fallen bricks back on the chimney, and another man put new gla.s.s in the boys' window, so the damage from the storm was soon mended. The storm was over now, though it was cold, and the snow still covered the ground.

Then the Bobbsey twins had great sport. They got out their sleds and went coasting on the hill not far from their house, and when they were tired of this they played in the snow in their yard.

Flossie and Freddie rolled two big snow b.a.l.l.s, so large that they were almost as big as the twins themselves, and finally the b.a.l.l.s had in them so much snow that neither Freddie nor Flossie could push them around the yard.

”I'll take them and make them into a snow man for you,” offered Bert. He put one snow ball on top of the other, Charley Mason helping him lift it, and then they made a third, smaller ball for the man's head.

Pieces of coal made eyes and nose for the snow man, and Nan gave Bert a bit of her red hair ribbon which, when fastened on the snow face, made it look exactly as if the snow man was sticking out his tongue at you.

His arms were made of long rolls of snow, and one was crossed on his chest, holding a broom. An old hat of Mr. Bobbsey's on top of the snow man's head made him look quite natural.

”Now you can finish the rest of him,” said Bert to Flossie and Freddie.

”Get some more pieces of coal, and put them down the front.”

”What for?” Flossie asked.

”They will look like b.u.t.tons on his overcoat,” answered Bert.

”Oh, let's do it!” cried Freddie.

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