"I want to snowball Jack," said Charlie.
"But we want to finish the snow-man first."
Then Charlie would stick to his work a few minutes; but whenever Jack came in sight, rolling his now huge ball, Charlie couldn't resist the temptation, and would fill his hands full of snow, and let fly at Jack. He yielded to the temptation the more easily, as he found Jack was too busy to pay him back.
Belle and Jack now could move their ball no longer, and so they proceeded to make a smaller one for the head, and to shape out the arms. Jack made the hat to crown him, while Belle shaped his coat and marked out the buttons. Soon Charlie, who was more interested in theirs than his own, cried out, "Oh, he's putting his hat on!"
Belle and Jack gave three cheers, and introduced Nannie and Charlie to Mr. James Snow.
Mr. James Snow was a very remarkable-looking old man, with a long white beard, who looked as if he had much better been leaning on a staff, than raising the gun with which Jack had armed him.
"You had better come with us," said Belle; "you can't make one by yourselves."
"Yes, we can," said Nannie. "Can't we, Charlie?"
"Yes, we can," said Charlie. "Nicer than that one too."
"And we'll call ours Jack Frost," said Nannie, as they hurried off to their work.