“What did you use to have for dinner?” asked Rollo.
“O, bread and cheese,” said Dorothy, “and sometimes an apple turnover, which my mother made for us.
“Well, one day,” continued Dorothy, “when we had got half way to school, in the morning, it began to snow. It snowed very fast all the forenoon; and at noon, when school was done, we found that the boys who went out came in again with their clothes whitened with snow, half way up to their knees. We were afraid that we should not be able to get home.”
“And what should you do if you could not get home?” said Lucy. “Should you stay in the school-house all night?”
“O, I don’t know,” said Dorothy, “what we should have done. Perhaps we should have gone to Mary Green’s house.”
“Mary Green’s house?” said Lucy; “who was Mary Green?”
“Why, she was a girl that went to our school.”
“Never mind about her,” interrupted Royal, “but tell the story. I want to hear about the snow-shoes.”
“It stopped snowing about the middle of the afternoon,” said Dorothy, “and Mary Green’s father came for her in a sleigh; and he said that he would carry us as far as he was going our way; for, you see, we had to go along the main road for about half a mile, till we came to the place where the path through the woods turned off. When we came to this place, we got out of the sleigh, and began to walk along through the woods. At last, we came to a little opening by the side of a mill-stream, where there was a little hut. The hut was built there to make shingles in. It was what they call a shingle camp.”
“How do they make shingles?” said Royal.