"Well, I'll rub that and make it well," said Rose, and she did.
"But I'm hungry, too," added Mun Bun.
"Oh, I can't rub your hungry away," and Rose laughed so merrily that Mun Bun stopped his crying and laughed too. So did Margy.
"What makes us get hungry?" asked Violet, as Mun Bun let Rose brush the snow from him. "What makes us?"
"It's when something tickles us in our stomachs," answered Laddie. "I know, 'cause I feel that way right now. I wish I had something to eat."
"So do I," said Margy. "My stomach doesn't zactly tickle, but it's hungry."
"Well, I'll go and ask Grandma for some cookies," offered Russ. "She always has a lot in a jar, and they taste awful good. I'll be back in a minute."
Away he ran to the house which was surrounded by the great, high hedge, and soon he came back with both hands and his pockets filled with sugar and molasses cookies.
"I brought two kinds," he said, "'cause I thought some of you would want one kind, and I might want both kinds."
The making of the snow man and the coasting down the little hill stopped while the children ate their cookies, and then, after a while, Russ said: