"Don't you do it!" returned Snap quickly. "He doesn't know what fun is, and he'd be sure to make trouble."
Some other boys were coming up, and the snowballs began to fly more furiously than ever. Snap, Shep, Whopper and Giant were on one side, and a boy named Carl Dudder and five other town lads on the other side. In the midst of the rallies came a yell of alarm, followed by several loud cries of rage.
"Hullo! look there!" exclaimed Whopper. "Old Felps has been knocked into the middle of next month. There goes his hat in the snow too! Who threw at him?"
"I didn't," answered Giant, promptly.
"Neither did I," came from Snap.
"Nor I," added Shep.
The saw mill owner was flat on his back, his silk hat on one side of him and a package of books and papers on the other.
"Maybe he slipped on some ice," suggested Snap.
"Hi! hi! who threw that snowball!" roared Andrew Felps, savagely, as he arose to his feet. "You young villains! I'll have the law on you for this!"
He scrambled to his feet and glared around him. All of the boys had stopped throwing at once and gazed at him curiously.