“Another unusual Christmas celebration that I have heard about was even more strange than Lottie’s, though several people took part in getting it up. It took place in a baggage-car,” went on Mrs. Crawford.
“In a baggage-car?” said Kristy.
“Yes; attached to a train that was snowed up in Minnesota one winter. It was the time that Ethel Jervis was ill,—you remember,—and her mother took her to Minnesota for her health.”
“She took Harry, too, didn’t she?” asked Kristy.
“Yes; she couldn’t leave him very well, so he was with them.”
“Tell me about it!” said Kristy.
CHAPTER XIII
CHRISTMAS IN A BAGGAGE-CAR
Mrs. Jervis and her two children, Ethel and Harry, were on their way to spend Christmas with the grandmother, who lived in a small town in Minnesota, three or four hours’ journey from Minneapolis, where they were spending the winter. There had been a good deal of snow, but they did not think much about it, for they were not used to Minnesota snowstorms.