"Is grandpa or grandma coming to see us this year?" asked Jan.
"No, they have to stay on Cherry Farm. I asked them to come, but grandpa says if there is going to be a blizzard, and any danger of his getting snowed in, he wants to be at home where he can feed the cows and horses."
"Aren't we going to have any company over Thanksgiving?" asked Ted.
"Well, maybe," and his mother smiled.
"Oh, somebody is coming!" cried Jan joyfully. "It's going to be a surprise, Ted! I can tell by the way mother laughs with her eyes!"
"Is it going to be a surprise?" Ted asked.
"Well, maybe," and Mrs. Martin laughed.
The weather grew colder as Thanksgiving came nearer. There were two or three flurries of snow, but no big storm, though Jan and Ted looked anxiously for one, as they wanted a big pile of the white flakes in the yard so they could make a snow house.
"We'll make the biggest one ever!" declared Ted. "And maybe we'll turn it into a fort and have an Indian fight!"
"I don't like Indian fights," said Janet.