"It's fun!" exclaimed Russ. "When I get bigger I'm going to make an ice boat that goes——"
But what Russ intended to do he never finished telling for, just then, there came a stronger puff of wind than before, and Dick cried:
"Lookout!"
Just what they were to look out for Russ and Laddie did not know, but they soon discovered.
The ice boat seemed to tilt up on one side, "as if it wanted to stand on its ear," Grandpa Ford said afterward, and out spilled Russ, out spilled Laddie, and Dick, himself, almost spilled out. But he managed to hold fast, which the two boys could not do.
Out of the ice boat the lads tumbled. But as they had on thick coats, and as they did not fall very far but went spinning over the frozen pond, they thought it was fun.
Over the ice they slid, just as a skater slides when he falls down, and finally they stopped and sat up.
"Huh!" grunted Russ.
"That—that was fun, wasn't it?" asked Laddie.
"Lots of fun!" agreed Russ. "I wonder if he did it on purpose?"