Daddy Takes Us Skating

E-text prepared by Juliet Sutherland, Josephine Paolucci, and the Project
Gutenberg Online Distributed Proofreading Team
1914
Oh, how red your nose is! cried little Mabel Blake, one day, as her brother Hal came running out of the school yard, where he had been playing with some other boys. Mabel was waiting for him to walk home with her as he had promised.
So's your's red, too, Mab! Harry said. It's as red—as red as some of the crabs we boiled at our seashore cottage this summer.
Is my nose red? asked Mab of some of her girl friends.
It surely is! replied Jennie Bruce. All our noses are red! she went on. It's the cold that makes 'em so. It's very cold to-day, and soon it will be winter, with lots of snow and ice! Oh! I just love winter!
Come on, Hal! called Mab. Let's hurry home before it gets any colder!
Let's run! suggested Hal. When you run you get warm, and you don't mind the cold.
What makes us get warm when we run? his sister inquired, as she took hold of his hand and raced along beside him.
I don't know, Hal answered, but we'll ask Daddy when we get home. He can tell us everything.
Huh! Not everything! cried Sammie Jones, one of the nice boys with whom Hal played, Your father doesn't know everything.