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"Can I be your company to the spellin'-bee to-morrow night, Miss Banks?" burst unceremoniously from the lips of the newcomer. "Thank you, 'Rast. I was just wondering how I should get out to the schoolhouse. You are very kind. We'll go in the bob-sled with the Holabirds." "Doggone!" came in almost a wail from poor Ed. He could have killed 'Rast for the triumphant laugh that followed.
Every little while she had to step off the road into the deep snow to let a bob-sled loaded high with hay or straw pass on its way into town. Some of the farmers recognized her; they spoke to her with kindly voices, but she made no answer. Walking was hard; Owen Frazer's farm was over the hill; there was a steep climb ahead of her. And besides, Owen Frazer's house was no place for Old Chris.
Flossie and Freddie stayed on the hill Bert had made for them in the yard, but Nan and Bert, with their friends, went to the big hill, and used the bob-sled. Then came a thaw and the coasting was spoiled. There were puddles of water all about, and one day coming home from school Freddie slipped and fell right into a puddle which was rather muddy.
Then Flossie and Freddie, on their sleds, steered right over in the way of the bob-sled. They could not help it, they said afterward, and that was probably true, for they did not know much about steering sleds. "Oh!" cried Nan. "We'll run right over them."
Her brother Daniel, plodding up the trampled path beside the glairy track with half a dozen other boys, dragging the bob-sled on which his little sister Ruth was seated, heard the call with vague sentiments of dislike and rebellion. His twelve years rose up in arms against being ordered by a girl, even if she was sixteen and had begun to put up her hair and lengthen her skirts.
On the bob-sled the boys and girls took their seats. Bert was on the back sled, to push off and ring the bell. "All ready?" he called. "All ready," answered Charley. Bert gave a push and the bob-sled started down hill. On either side were other bob-sleds and single sleds, while farther off, to the right, were streams of smaller boys and girls. Clang! Clang! went the bell, as Bert rang it.
"And, oh, Ruth, listen, a bob-sled with Golly! I suppose it is a little premature to call you 'Ruth, but after our being married all evening I don't see how I can call you 'Miss Winslow." "No, I'm afraid it would scarcely be proper, under the circumstances. Then I must be 'Mrs. Ericson. Ooh! It makes me think of Norse galleys and northern seas. Of course your galley was the aeroplane.... 'Mrs.
A hundred thousand pairs of boys' eyes are stealing anxious glances toward school windows to-day, lest the storm cease before they are let out, and scant attention is paid to the morning's lessons, I will warrant. Who would exchange the bob-sled and the slide and the hurricane delights of coasting for eternal summer and magnolias in January? Not I, for one not yet.
He had, however, no opportunity of questioning him and waited until next day, when Emile, whom they were helping, chose a shorter way across a ravine than that taken by the police and the men with the bob-sled. When they reached the bottom of the hollow, Blake told the half-breed to stop, and took his comrades aside. "There's something I must tell you," he said.
The bob-sled was about half-way down the hill when Nan, sitting next to Tommy, who was behind Charley, gave a cry. "Oh, look!" Nan exclaimed. "Flossie and Freddie! They're going to get right in our way! Steer out, Charley!" The little Bobbseys, in taking their last coast, had come too near the part of the hill where the big sleds were. "Flossie! Freddie!" cried Nan. "Look out! Steer away!"
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