Ted and Janet did not mind it at first. They ran around, laughed, shouted and threw the snow. Then they began to feel the cold, which was more severe than they had thought.
"Oh, what big drifts!" cried Teddy, as he saw some out in the road.
"Awful big!" agreed Janet. "Let's go and look in the tunnel."
There was little to see, however, except a big white hole in the great drift, for Daddy Martin and Uncle Frank were at the far end, digging their way to the barn and Nicknack.
"Come now, it's time to go in," said Aunt Jo. "I promised your mother I'd keep you out only a little while. I think it's going to storm worse than ever. Come on in!"
"Please wait until I take one jump!" begged Teddy.
He gave a run and a jump, down a little side hill in the yard near the house. Into a pile of snow he leaped, and the next instant he had disappeared from sight! The snow had closed over his head!
"Oh, where is he? Where's Teddy?" cried Janet, very much frightened.
"I guess he's in the big drift!" answered Aunt Jo.
"Oh, Daddy! Uncle Frank!" cried Janet. "Come quick! Teddy's in a big drift!"