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"But no more such tobogganing as we had last winter up at Snow Camp," declared Busy Izzy, with deep feeling. "Remember the spill I had with Ruth and that Heavy girl? Gee! that was some spill." "The land here Is too rough for good sliding," said Tom. "But I wish the lake would freeze hard again. Ralph says there are a couple of good scooters, and we all have our skates."

Not all the girls would trust themselves to the scooters, but there were enough who went down to the ice to make an exceedingly hilarious party. Ralph Tingley and Tom Cameron were the best pilots. The small iceboats were built so that two passengers could ride beside the steersman and sheet tender. So the girls took turns in racing up and down the smooth ice on the south side of the island.

"If the boys aren't loco, I sure can," declared Pan positively. "I can vouch for numbers myself," replied Smith. "An' I've not a doubt in the world but that there valley's not yet hunted. But to ketch the darned scooters, that's the hell of it! Pan, even a thousand head would give me a new start somewhere." "It's as good as done. Before the snow flies we will be on the way south to Siccane."

Although Rick had never heard of Frostola, it was immediately clear that this was an ice-cream vendor, of the kind that appears in swarms in warm weather with ringing bells and tooting horns, in trucks, on scooters, and even on bicycles. The Frostola man gave them a cheery wave and tilted his white cap to the back of his head. "Hi! Where's the crowd?" "We're it," Scotty answered.

Now he took stock of himself, and came to the conclusion that he was not like other boys. Being the only blond-haired boy in the area building had something to do with it. Having to do housework had more. Then he had none of the possessions which the other boys of his own age treasured bats, and balls, "scooters," roller skates, yes, even water pistols.