"Oh, our goat pulls us over to the hill in the big sled, and then we slide down hill on our little sleds. I'm going to take Jan and Tom Taylor and Lola."
"And Trouble, too?" Uncle Frank asked.
"Not now. Trouble is getting washed and he can't come out."
"No, I guess he'd get cold if he did," laughed Uncle Frank.
He helped Ted hitch Nicknack to the big sled, not that Ted needed any help, for he often harnessed the goat himself, but Uncle Frank liked to do this. Then the Curlytops and Tom and Lola Taylor started for the hill.
There they found many of their playmates, and after Nicknack had been unhitched so he could rest he was tied to a tree and a little hay put in front of him to eat. The hay had been brought from home in the big sled which stood near the tree to which Nicknack was tied, and Ted and Jan began to have fun.
Down the hill they coasted, having races with their chums, now and then falling off their sleds and rolling half way down the hill.
"I know what let's do, Teddy," said Jan after a bit.
"I know something, too!" he laughed. "I can wash your face!"
"No, please don't!" she begged, holding her mittened hands in front of her. "I'm cold now."