“Don’t you?” said Royal.
“No,” said Dorothy. “It is fastened on with the strings, in such a way that the back part of it hangs down, and drags along. When we step, we only lift the front part of it up, and the back part drags along upon the snow to the new place, and then we step down upon it again.”
“I wish I had a pair of snow-shoes,” said Royal.
“You must make a pair,” said Dorothy.
“But I haven’t got any such pieces of wood,” said Royal.
“Nor any shaving horse,” said Lucy.
“O, perhaps you can find some thin pieces of wood,” replied Dorothy. “You’d better make a pair; and then, when there comes a deep snow, this winter, you can walk on them. You can draw Lucy with your hand-sled all over the fields.”
“But the sled would sink down into the snow,” said Royal.
“Why, haven’t you got a snow-sled?” asked Dorothy.
“A snow-sled?” replied Royal; “no; what is a snow-sled?”