CHAPTER I

A COLD NIGHT

"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."