Toad piled up great heaps of snow while Reddy and Herbie packed it down with wooden spades into a wall which curved like a new moon.
"How are the snowballs getting on, boys?" asked Toad of the three boys who were working hard making them.
"We're stacking them up so they'll be easy to get at," answered one.
"They're good hard ones," said another. "It's fine packing snow."
"We're going to have plenty, too," laughed the third.
"Wonder what Fat's doing?" cried Reddy. "He's bringing a pail of water from the house."
Frank, called "Fat" by the other boys, because of his size, was Reddy's older brother.
"I wonder," mused Toad. "He's pouring it on the walls of their fort. Oh, don't you see," he added a moment later, "it's to make it freeze."
"Let's do that too," proposed Herbie. "I'll get the water," and he started for the house.
Ten minutes later the walls of the fort were like a solid mass of ice, and the snowballs were inside in four heaps so all were anxious for the fun to begin.