“This is just like scaling a mountain!” shrieked1 Veve as she plunged2 from one huge mound3 to another. “It takes your breath though.”
Actually, the wind was at the girls’ backs, bowling4 them along and making walking fairly easy.
“It will be a different matter coming home,” Miss Gordon warned. “Then we must face the wind. Fortunately, we haven’t far to go.”
The girls took turns carrying the sled and the packages. They were surprised how quickly their fingers became numb5 through their mittens6 and gloves.
“Slap your hands together,” Miss Gordon advised. “That will keep them warm.”
Snow fell steadily7 in large flakes8, dusting the girls from head to foot. Their eyelashes caked over.
164 By the time they reached the Stone cabin, Miss Gordon and her Brownies looked like a troop of walking snowmen.
As the girls rapped on the door, Mrs. Stone, who had seen them trailing through the yard, quickly opened it. A tall, thin woman, she wore a faded blue gingham dress.
Now the arrival of so many persons at one time astonished her, but she was too polite to show it. She was under the impression that the Brownies were on their way to the Gordon farm and had stopped to warm themselves.
“Come in! Come in!” she invited cordially. “You must be half frozen.”
The girls were grateful for the warmth of the stove. However, as they glanced around, they saw that the kitchen was almost bare of furniture.
“We’ve brought the children something for Christmas,” said Miss Gordon, brushing snow from her cap. “It was entirely9 the Brownies’ idea.”
“Here’s a new sled,” said Connie, depositing it by the tree.
Barbara, Betty and Benny, who had been staring at the Brownies, let out a whoop10 of joy. They rushed to examine the sled, gleefully dragging it over the bare kitchen floor.
165 “May we try it out on the hill now?” Barbara asked her mother. “It’s such a dandy sled.”
“Not right now,” said Mrs. Stone regretfully. “The storm is getting much worse. I’m afraid it may prove to be a regular blizzard11.”
“Here’s something else we brought,” said Eileen, offering the stocking dolls.
“And some cookies we made,” added Rosemary, giving the box to Mrs. Stone.
The children’s eyes brightened at sight of the dolls, but the cookies seemed to please them even more.
“May we each have one now?” Betty pleaded. “It’s been ages since we’ve had anything good to eat!”
Mrs. Stone gave each of the children a chocolate brownie. The cookies disappeared almost in one bite. When the girls saw how hungry the Stone youngsters were, they were sorry they had not brought more food.
“Mrs. Stone, if you have no objection, we’ll bring you a goose or a turkey for your Christmas dinner,” Miss Gordon offered impulsively12. “Grandmother Gordon has a large flock.”
At mention of Mrs. Gordon’s name a very queer expression came over Mrs. Stone’s face.
166 “Are—are you sure—” she began, and then finished quickly: “We’ll be most grateful, Miss Gordon. My husband hasn’t worked for several weeks, and he’s had bad luck with his traps. Except for your generosity13, the children would have had no Christmas.”
“We’ll be back,” Miss Gordon assured her. “Now we must run along, for the snow is coming down faster by the minute.”
Mrs. Stone did not urge the Brownies to remain, for she too was alarmed by the increasing intensity14 of the storm.
Trooping out of the warm cabin, the girls were met by a blast of sub-zero wind which nearly swept them from their feet.
“O-o-oh!” squealed15 Veve. “This is awful! It’s a lot worse than it was!”
“The wind has risen a little,” Miss Gordon admitted, “and we must face it all the way to the farm. Duck your heads into your mufflers and follow me single file.”
By going ahead, Miss Gordon broke the wind for the girls, making it easier for them to walk. However, the trail they had made only a few minutes before from the roadway to the Stone cabin, already had been swept away. They had to weave in and out to avoid the larger drifts.
167 “Wait!” cried Veve just as the girls reached the road.
Everyone paused, wondering why she had called out.
“I’ve lost my mittens!” Veve informed the group. “I—I guess I left than on the table in Mrs. Stone’s kitchen.”
“The little kitten has lost its mitten,” mocked Jane. Snow was biting into her face, making her out of sorts.
“I—I didn’t notice about the mittens because I had my hands in my pockets when we left the house,” Veve mumbled16. “Now my hands are simply freezing. I’ll run back and get them.”
“We’ll freeze solid if we stand here and wait!” grumbled17 Jane. “Can’t you go without your old mittens?”
“No. Veve will need them before we get home,” Miss Gordon said before the little girl could reply.
“I’ll go back with her,” Connie offered quickly. “It won’t take long. The rest of you walk on and we’ll catch up.”
“I don’t like to separate in this storm,” said Miss Gordon. “But then, you can’t mistake the way if you keep to the road. We’ll walk slowly until you catch up.”
With the wind to their backs again, Connie and168 Veve made a fast trip to the Stone cabin. The mittens were on the kitchen table just where Veve had dropped them.
On their way once more, it seemed to the two girls, that the storm was the worst one of their experience. With Miss Gordon and the others not there to break the wind, it hurled18 itself full force against them.
“I can’t see anything!” Connie cried as the snow pelted19 and stung her face.
“Neither can I,” screamed Veve above the howl of the wind. “Where are the Brownies?”
The girls could not see anyone ahead—only a slanting20, blinding wall of driven snow. Even the road was blotted21 from view though they knew where it was situated22.
“Come on!” gasped23 Connie. “We’ll catch up if we hurry.”
Haste however, was impossible. The wind snatched their breath and tore at their clothing. Once Connie plunged through a large drift up to her shoulders. Snow went down her neck, making her colder and more uncomfortable than ever.
“Where is the road?” she demanded. “Oughtn’t we to have come to it before this?”
“I think I see it over there,” said Veve, pointing to the left.
169 “But our road was to the right. Or am I mixed up? Oh, dear!”
“It’s a road,” insisted Veve.
The girls struggled on, and soon reached the narrow thoroughfare, lined on either side by an arching wall of frozen bushes.
“I can’t see the Brownies,” said Connie anxiously.
“That’s because the snow is coming down so fast, Connie. They can’t be very far ahead. Let’s run and maybe we’ll catch up.”
At a dog-trot, the pair started down the winding24 road. Before they had gone very far they had to slow down to a walk again. By now their hands and faces tingled25 with cold and their ears were beginning to hurt. It was impossible to see more than a few feet ahead.
“Does it seem to you we’re going the right direction?” Connie asked after a while. “What if we turned the wrong way when we left the Stone cabin?”
Veve had been worried about the same thing, but had not wanted to admit it.
“This must be right,” she argued. “Miss Gordon said we couldn’t lose our way if we followed the road.”
“But it doesn’t look like the same road. We’re climbing as if we were starting up a hill!”
170 “Didn’t we come down one on our way to the Stone cabin?” Veve asked in a frightened voice.
“Not that I remember. This road is so narrow too. The one we followed was wide enough for cars to pass easily.”
“Maybe we went the wrong direction after we reached the road, Connie.”
Connie stopped and reached for Veve’s mittened26 hand. “It’s worse than that,” she said. “This isn’t the same road.”
“But it has to be,” wailed27 Veve, ducking behind her friend to escape the harsh wind.
“There was another road a long ways off from the Stone cottage,” Connie said, thinking hard. “I remember noticing it that first day we went past there. It was just a side road and I think led close to Mr. Jeffert’s evergreen28 farm.”
“If we could get there, we could find our way,” Veve said hopefully. “Or should we start back to the Stone cabin and ask Mrs. Stone how to get home?”
“I’m not even sure we could find the cabin now,” Connie admitted. “This hateful snow hides everything.”
“Then what shall we do?”
“Let’s keep on a little ways farther and see if the road leads to Mr. Jeffert’s farm.”
171 On the girls trudged29, becoming more discouraged by the minute.
“Listen!” cried Connie suddenly.
From up the hill, they heard the muffled30 roar of a motor. A truck was bearing toward them.
“Someone’s coming!” Veve shouted. “Let’s ask for a ride, or at least find out how to get to the Gordon farm.”
Stepping to the side of the road, but not so far away that they would not be seen, the girls waited for the truck to draw near. Soon it loomed31 up through the wall of blinding snow.
The truck was carrying a load of freshly cut evergreens32.
“Yell, or he won’t stop!” Connie directed.
Both girls moved out into the road, waving their arms, and yelling for the truck driver to pick them up. He did apply brakes, and peer briefly33 at them from the cab. Then he drove past.
“Oh, how mean!” cried Veve, staring after the disappearing truck. “He saw us, and deliberately34 wouldn’t stop!”
“It was Felix Gossart too,” added Connie, who had seen his face quite clearly for an instant. “He had a load of evergreens. I wonder—maybe they were Mr. Jeffert’s trees!”
172 “Trees he stole?”
“Mr. Jeffert went to Goshen with Grandfather Gordon,” said Connie, thinking aloud. “It would be a good chance for someone to take the trees. Only of course we don’t know that Mr. Gossart would do such a thing.”
“He’s mean or he would have picked us up,” Veve insisted. She shook snow from her hood35 and huddled36 close to her friend. “Oh, Connie, I’m cold and we’re lost! What are we going to do now?”
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