"Mother, mother!" cried Polly, jumping up and down. "Look at Peter, look! I want to go! I want to go!"
"In a minute," said mother. "Watch Peter, first."
Peter's dish-pan sled was not like a real sled. It did not go straight. It turned around and around. First Peter slid backward, then sideways. At last he reached the bottom.
He stood up and looked around. Then he laughed.
"Did you like it, Peter?" called mother.
"I did! I did!" cried Peter. "It felt just like sliding and rolling down hill at the same time. I am going to play this game all the morning. Let's all go now."
"Very well," said mother. "If you bump into one another, it won't hurt you. Get ready."
So the children, in their dish-pan sleds, started down the hill. Polly bumped into Tim. This made him spin around and around. Polly went the rest of the way backward. Near the bottom she fell out.
Just then Wag-wag came running up the field. He was dragging Peter's sled behind him.