"It's the best one we ever made," said Ted, and the other boys agreed with him.
But the fun was only beginning. The girls had been promised, if they helped with the making of the snow house, that they could have a play party in it for themselves and, if they chose, their dolls.
"We'll ask Aunt Sallie for something to eat and have the play party now," decided Janet, when some boxes had been put in the snow house to serve as tables and chairs.
"Will the dolls eat everything?" asked Tom, with a smile.
"What do you mean—eat everything?" his sister wanted to know.
"I mean will there be anything left for us?" and Tom winked at the other boys.
"Oh, I guess Aunt Sallie will give enough for everybody," said Janet, and Aunt Sallie did.
As she was getting ready for Thanksgiving, there was plenty to eat in Uncle Toby's bungalow, and soon sandwiches and cake, and a tin pail full of hot chocolate were carried out to the snow house.
"It's a regular picnic in the snow!" cried Mary, in delight. "I never knew anything as nice as this."
The girls took their dolls out to the snow house, Mary having brought hers from home with her, and though it was not as well dressed or as costly as the dolls of Janet or Lola, still Mary loved her "child" just as much.