“Rat-a-tat-tat! Rat-a-tat-tat!”
Again came that firm, quick tapping on the window pane5.
Through the cold, frosted glass, a little girl in scarlet6 snowsuit peered in at the Brownies, seated cross-legged in a semi-circle on the rug.
Her freckled7 pug nose made a tiny smudge as she pressed it hard against the pane, trying to see what went on in the room.
“Why, it’s Veve McGuire!” said Connie, scrambling8 to her feet.
“Let’s not pay any attention to her.” This advice came from Jane Tuttle, another member of the Rosedale Brownie Troop. With a toss of her long, yellow pigtails, she went on snipping9 papers. “Veve’s just trying to act silly because she isn’t a Brownie.”
2 Veve McGuire lived next door to Connie. That fall when Miss Jean Gordon, the fourth grade teacher at Rosedale School, had organized the Brownies, the little girl had been invited to join.
But Veve had tossed her dark curls and said she didn’t think she wanted to be a Brownie.
“Who wants to belong to any old troop?” she had scoffed10. “What do Brownies do anyway, except have meetings?”
“Brownies have loads of fun,” the other girls had told her. “They go to camp, they help at home, they plan entertainments—”
Veve hadn’t listened. Even when the six girls bought their new uniforms of pinchecked brown gingham, each with a cocky felt beanie cap, she had pretended she wasn’t a bit interested. But now that the Brownies were so busy with their work and plans, she really missed her playmates.
Connie, who very much wanted Veve to be a Brownie Scout2, knew all this. So while the other girls paid no heed11 to Veve, she went to the window.
“Come on out and play!” Veve shouted. “I’m going to make a big snowman. I’ll let you all help me!”
Now it had snowed nearly all day, the first real storm of December. Little feathery drifts had blown against the Williams’ white shingle12 house.
3 During the last hour, the wind had died. Water dripped steadily13 from the roof, for the weather had turned warmer. The snow, though melting fast, was just soft enough to roll.
“Come on out!” Veve shouted again, waving a red mitten14.
Connie shook her head. She had to turn her back on Veve’s disappointed face, for just then Miss Gordon, the troop leader, came into the living room from the kitchen.
“Well, girls,” she said, “shall we pick up our scrap3 papers and call it an afternoon? I think we’ve made wonderful progress.”
The six Brownies, Connie, Jane, Rosemary Fritche, Eileen Webber, Belinda Matthews and “Sunny” Davidson, had been pasting scrapbooks for patients at Rosedale Hospital. Three of the books already were finished.
Forgetting about Veve, the girls cleaned up the scraps15 from the rug. When the room was tidy, they sang their Brownie song:
“We’re the Brownies, here’s our aim: Lend a hand and play the game!”
Then as the girls started to leave, they told Connie how very much they had enjoyed themselves at her home.
4 “The chocolate and cookies were awfully16 good,” said Jane, wriggling17 into her heavy snowsuit. “Will you all meet at my house next week?”
Before anyone could answer, Miss Gordon spoke18.
“Oh, girls,” she said, “I nearly forgot! Let’s not plan our next meeting just yet.”
“Not plan another meeting?” Connie echoed, a puzzled look in her deep blue eyes.
“I may have a surprise for you,” Miss Gordon hinted mysteriously. “No, don’t ask me about it just yet. I can’t tell you any more now.”
She broke off and laughed in her delightful19 way, which made the Brownies more curious than ever. The hall buzzed with excited talk as the girls put on their galoshes and woolen20 mittens21. What could Miss Gordon’s “surprise” be?
“Give us a tiny hint,” they pleaded.
“Can’t,” laughed their leader. “Not until after I’ve talked to your parents. You may hear all about it at our next meeting.”
“And when will that be?” Jane inquired anxiously, for she had asked to be the next hostess.
“I’ll telephone you in plenty of time,” Miss Gordon promised.
Out in the Williams’ front yard, Veve had started to roll a huge snowball. She hadn’t known it was the5 regular time for the Brownie meeting to break up, and thought the girls meant to play with her.
“Come and help me push!” she shouted. “I want to make this snowball as big as a mountain!”
Belinda Matthews and Rosemary Fritche only smiled at her as they ambled22 down the walk arm-in-arm. Next, Eileen Webber and Jane Tuttle came out of the house, and they barely noticed Veve or her snowball.
Connie, who stood in the doorway23 saying goodbye to Sunny and Miss Gordon, saw that Veve was very disappointed. The little girl looked as if she might cry. Miss Gordon noticed it too.
“What wonderful snow for rolling!” the Brownie Scout leader remarked.
“Let’s help Veve!” proposed Connie. Usually known as “sober face,” she was now very gay as she dived into the cloak closet for her snowsuit and galoshes. “Can you stay awhile and play, Sunny?”
“I’ll call my mother,” Sunny offered.
Reached by telephone, Mrs. Davidson said that her daughter might remain until five o’clock. Sunny struggled into her zippered24 white woolen snowsuit and the two girls went outdoors together.
Veve tried not to show how glad she was to see6 them. “Let’s push this snowball down the driveway,” she urged.
The big ball went “crunch, crunch,” as the three girls rolled it over and over. From the driveway it picked up bits of gravel25 and rock.
“Isn’t it large enough now for a snowman?” asked Sunny as she became breathless from pushing.
Veve walked around the huge ball to see how large it had grown.
“Yes, it will do,” she decided26. “This ball is for the snowman’s feet. We will make the next one larger. That will be for his stomach.”
The three girls stood the snowball on its flat end in the front yard. Then they started another which grew and grew as it rolled over the ground.
“Veve,” Connie asked suddenly, “why don’t you join our Brownie troop?”
In the act of lifting up a hard-packed snowball, Veve nearly let it tumble through her mittens.
“Oh, Brownies!” she teased. “They stay all afternoon in the house and make scrapbooks! I’d rather play outdoors!”
“Brownies don’t stay inside all the time!” Sunny said hotly. “You have it all wrong. Our troop is wonderful!”
Veve tried to change the subject. “Our snowman7 needs a face. I’ll get some coal for his eyes and nose.”
On the driveway of the McGuire home next door stood a red coal delivery truck. A strong looking man with a very dirty face was shoveling coal into the basement.
“Hello, mister,” said Veve, who never was afraid of strangers. “May I have some little pieces of coal for my snowman?”
“Help yourself, Sister,” replied the man. He kept right on unloading the coal.
“My name isn’t Sister,” said Veve politely. “It is Veve McGuire. This is our coal too.”
The little girl picked up several small pieces which had tumbled from the rear of the truck. However, they were not the size she needed. Veve saw better pieces over by the chute, but was afraid to try to get them. The coalman was shoveling so fast she knew she might be struck.
“Please, can’t you wait a minute?” she asked.
“All right,” agreed the coalman, resting on his shovel27. “Pick up what you want.”
Veve darted28 in and gathered up several pieces. As soon as she had jumped out of the way, the coalman went on with his work again.
Veve stood watching him a moment.
8 “My, but you are a strong man,” she said admiringly. “Do you know what I would do if I had large muscles like yours?”
“No,” replied the man. “I suppose you would be a coalwoman.”
Veve laughed because she knew the man was teasing her. “I wouldn’t like to get as dirty as you are,” she said.
“I don’t like coal dust either,” returned the man, “but it can’t be helped. Well, what would you do?”
“If I were strong, I would make the largest snowman in the whole world!”
The coalman laughed as he went on with his shoveling.
“I am too busy to make snowmen,” he said. “I have a wife and four children to feed and clothe.”
Veve very much would have liked to talk longer with the coalman, but she knew the girls were waiting for her.
So, taking the pieces of coal, she ran back to the Williams’ yard.
“Why, Veve, you’re all covered with dirt!” exclaimed Connie, noticing a streak29 on the little girl’s face.
“I don’t care,” laughed Veve. “You should see the coalman. He’s a lot worse than I am!”
9 The girls used the pieces of coal to mark the snowman’s eyes, nose and mouth. Connie made a long row of black buttons down the front of the fat figure.
“That’s his coat,” she declared. “Now he’s finished!”
“Not yet,” insisted Veve. “He should have a hat and a pipe. Then he’ll look like a real man.”
“Where can we get them?” asked Sunny, stepping back to admire the snowman.
Connie knew that her father had a tall black silk hat which he never used, and she remembered a green plastic bubble pipe in the kitchen drawer.
“I’ll ask mother if we may use them,” she offered, and ran into the house.
Mrs. Williams gave her the bubble pipe, but hesitated when Connie asked if she might also have the black silk hat.
“Your father hasn’t used that hat in years, so I suppose he won’t mind,” she said, after thinking the matter over for a moment. “You’ll find it in the attic30.”
Connie climbed the stairs to the cobwebby room under the roof. The place was cluttered31 with trunks, boxes, and old pieces of furniture. Everything was very dusty.
Opening one trunk after another, Connie finally10 found the tall black silk hat which had been wrapped in tissue paper. With the bubble pipe, she carried it to the yard.
“Just what we need!” cried Veve in delight.
She thrust the hat jauntily32 on the snowman’s head and the pipestem deep into his mouth. The girls laughed aloud, for the figure now looked very funny.
“Doesn’t he look grand!” exclaimed Connie. “Almost like Daddy!”
Unable to think of another way to improve the snowman, the girls sat down on the porch steps. Connie and Sunny began to talk about the Brownie meeting and to speculate on Miss Gordon’s promised “surprise.”
Again Veve deliberately33 changed the subject.
“It’s getting warmer,” she said. “Our snowman won’t last very long, I’m afraid.”
“He’s wilting34 already,” agreed Sunny. “Oh, don’t you wish the snow would never melt?”
“It always goes away real fast here,” sighed Connie. “We never have half enough ice skating or coasting.”
“Say, why don’t we go coasting right now?” Veve proposed eagerly. “Klingman’s Hill!”
“All right, let’s ask our mothers,” Connie agreed, falling in with the plan.
11 “It’s nearly five o’clock,” Sunny said regretfully. “I’ll have to run along. Remember, Connie, until our next Brownie meeting—DYB.”
She winked35 at Connie as she spoke the mysterious letters.
“What does DYB mean?” Veve demanded.
“Oh, it’s a Brownie secret,” laughed Sunny as she started off down the street. “Our troop has lots and lots of them!”
Now Klingman’s Hill was three blocks from the Williams’ home. The road had been roped off to keep automobiles37 from using it. Usually a policeman was on hand to see that the children did not get hurt.
After Connie obtained permission from her mother, the two girls started for the hill.
“Tell me what DYB means,” Veve coaxed38.
“Can’t, Veve. It’s a Brownie secret, and Brownies never tell. Now if you were a member—”
“But I’m not,” said Veve a trifle crossly.
By this time the girls were quite close to Klingman’s Hill. They could see that the coasting place was nearly deserted39. Much of the snow had melted, leaving ugly bare spots on the hill. Only a few boys and girls stood around looking very gloomy.
“Oh, Veve, no one is coasting!” cried Connie in12 disappointment. “We won’t be able to slide after all.”
“The snow always melts before we have a chance to coast,” grumbled40 Veve. “I’m getting sick of it.”
“So am I, Veve. But Miss Gordon says Brownies must learn to take disappointments.”
Veve frowned, for she disliked the advice. “All I ask is a little cold winter weather,” she mumbled41.
Dragging their sleds, the two girls walked to the brow of the hill. Everywhere they could see patches of bare earth on the slope. Water trickled42 in the roadside ditches.
“Can’t coast here,” said a boy who stood near. “But there’s snow left on Kelly’s Hill. Most of the kids have gone there. That’s where I’m heading.” He started away with his sled.
Veve seized Connie’s hand. “Come on,” she urged. “Let’s go too.”
“But Kelly’s Hill isn’t roped off. Only the older boys coast there.”
“Who’s afraid?” scoffed Veve. “I want to use my sled at least once this winter.”
“Do you think the hill is safe?” Connie was troubled. While her mother had not forbidden her to go to the other coasting area, she wondered if she13 should. A Brownie, Miss Gordon had said, always was trustworthy and responsible.
“We can be careful,” Veve said. She started away.
“Wait!” called Connie.
Veve was a year younger than she, and inclined to act hastily. She could not let her friend go alone.
Now Kelly’s Hill was several blocks farther on at the south edge of Rosedale. The slope was very steep, with railroad tracks crossing it near the bottom.
A dirt road wound over the hill too. Automobiles passed now and then, so for that reason the coasting place was considered unsafe.
However, when Connie and Veve reached the steep hill they found plenty of snow. The run looked very fast. Many boys and a few girls were coasting.
Connie, who was worried because of the railroad tracks, said quietly: “Veve, I don’t think we should coast here.”
“So Brownies are afraid!” jeered43 her friend. “Well, I’m not.”
All the same, she did not start down the hill right away. Instead, she removed her mittens and blew breath on her fingers.
“It’s cold here,” she said, stamping one foot and then another.
14 Connie laughed, for the air was not in the least chilly44. She knew Veve was afraid of the hill. But she did not say so, for she hoped her friend would decide not to coast.
Just then, a group of older boys came along with their sleds. One of them knew Veve and tried to tease her.
“This hill isn’t for girls! Too steep!”
The remark annoyed Veve. Forgetting to be afraid, she climbed on her sled and took the rope in her hands.
Before she was ready to start, the older boy gave her a hard push. Down the hill shot the sled, moving faster and faster.
Wind whizzed in Veve’s face. She couldn’t see. The sled went so fast it was hard to steer45.
“Oh! Oh!” she squealed46.
Another sled loomed47 up. Veve pushed hard on the steering48 lever with her foot. The sled skidded49 sharply to the right and she couldn’t straighten it out. The next moment she was lying in a ditch with the sled on top of her.
Slowly she picked herself up and brushed wet snow from her suit. Connie ran down the hill to ask anxiously:
“Are you hurt, Veve?”
15 “Of course not! But look at my clothes. They’re all wet. I don’t like this hill.”
“Let’s go home.”
“All right,” Veve agreed. “It’s not as much fun here as I thought it would be.”
As the girls trudged50 slowly up the slope, a car overtook them. Several of the older boys ran after it, hooking the ropes of their sleds over the rear bumpers51. They rode to the top of the hill and then jumped off.
“Say, that’s an easy way to get up without walking,” laughed Veve.
“I shouldn’t try it,” cautioned Connie. “Those boys might get hurt.”
She knew they were being most unwise to risk hooking their sleds onto the car bumpers. If the automobile36 should speed up, they easily might be carried away.
Midway up the hill, Veve suddenly halted.
“See what’s coming!” she shouted. “A runaway53 sled!”
“Jeepers!” Connie exclaimed. “It looks like mine!” Before starting down the hill she had tied her sled to a tree. Now she saw that someone had untied54 it for a joke.
The two girls tried to stop the sled, but were not16 quick enough. It glided55 past them into a ditch far down the hill. Of course they had to go after it.
“What a mean trick!” exclaimed Veve. “I’m ready to go home! Only I hate to climb all the way up this old mountain.”
Nearby stood a parked automobile. The driver sat behind the steering wheel with the engine running. However, he appeared to be waiting for someone and did not act as if he intended to start up the hill.
“Connie, I’ll show you how the boys hook onto the car bumpers,” Veve offered.
Before her friend could stop her, she darted to the parked car. The driver did not see her, for he was gazing in another direction.
“Just slip the rope over the bumper52 like this,” explained Veve. “It’s easy, Connie.”
Now Veve had no intention of riding up the hill. She only liked to think she could do anything the older boys did. Never once did it occur to her that the automobile might start suddenly forward.
Therefore, she was startled when, without warning, the motor speeded up. Smoke poured from the exhaust pipe at the rear. The car began to move slowly ahead.
17 “Oh, he’s driving off with your sled!” Connie cried in alarm.
“Hey, wait!” shouted Veve, running after the car.
The driver did not hear.
Connie and Veve soon caught up, for the car climbed the hill slowly. But instead of unhooking the rope, Veve threw herself flat on the sled.
“Jump on!” she invited Connie.
Connie raced alongside, urging Veve to unhook the sled.
“Not yet,” the other girl laughed. “I’m riding to the top.”
The car began to move faster, although it was still climbing. Connie fell behind. She was very worried for her friend.
“Get off now, Veve!” she shouted.
The car reached the hilltop and went so fast Veve could not unfasten the sled rope.
Connie saw that her playmate might be carried away by the automobile. In a moment it would start downhill, and then Veve never could jump off without being hurt.
“Roll off!” she urged. “Roll off, quick!”
Veve did not want to lose her sled. She kept clinging to it, hoping the car would slow down. Instead, it picked up speed.
18 “Stop!” she shouted to the driver. “Stop the car!”
The man could not hear because the chains on the wheels were making a loud clanking noise.
“Help! Help!” screamed Veve, now thoroughly56 frightened.
The car whirled around a corner, with the girl clinging desperately57 to her sled.
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shingle
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runaway
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