e couldn't
bring our sleds with us when we moved."

"_But then_, you might make one yourself, you know. It wouldn't be
quite so pretty, but it would be just as good," suggested Little But
Then.

"Exactly what I mean to do as soon as I get money enough to buy two or
three boards; but I haven't even that yet, and the winter is nearly
half gone."

"If we only had a sled to-day, Sis could ride, and we could go on the
river," said Bob. "It's just as near that way, and we could go
faster."

"It is a pity," admitted the little girl. "_But then_, I've thought of
something--that old chair in the shed! If we turned it down, its back
would be almost like runners, and so--"

"Hurrah! that's the very thing!" interrupted the boys; and the old
chair was dragged out in a twinkling, and carried down to the river.
Then away went the merry party, laughing and shouting, on the smooth
road between the snowy hills, while Gyp followed, frisking and
barking, and seeming to enjoy the fun as much as any of them.

"Now we'll draw our sled up here, close under the bank, where nobody
will see it, and leave it while we go up to the store," said Bob, when
they had reached the village.

Their errand was soon done, and the children ready to return; but as
they set forth Will pointed to a dark spot a little way out on the
ice.

"What is that? It looks like a great bundle of clothes."

It was a bundle that moved and moaned as they drew near, and proved to
be a girl, a little bigger than Lizzie. She looked up when they
questioned her, though her face was pale with pain.

"I slipped and fell on the ice," she explained, "and I'm afraid I've
broken my leg, for it is all twisted under me, and I can't move it or
get up. I live in the village. That's my father's carpenter shop where
you see the sign. I could see it all the time, and yet I was afraid
I'd freeze here before any one saw me. Oh dear! it doesn't seem as if
I could lie here while you go for my father."

"Why, you needn't," began Bob; but the girl shook her head.

"I can't walk a step, and you two are not strong enough to carry me
all the way. You'd let me fall, or you'd have to keep stopping to
rest; and putting me down and taking me up again would almost kill
me."

"Oh, but we'll only lift you into the chair, just as carefully as we
can, then we can carry you easy enough," said Will.

And in that way the poor girl was borne safely home; and the children
lingered long enough to br