he
drifts, and it's so cold and still snowing so hard that I wouldn't dream
of letting you Curlytops go out."

"Not even with our new rubber boots?" Teddy asked. "They are good and
high and we could wade through the snow with them."

"Not even with your new rubber boots, Teddy boy. Now be good and don't
tease. Get washed and dressed, and Nora will give you some breakfast."

"Come on!" called Ted in a whisper to his sister. "We'll have some fun
anyhow! Snowed in! That's just what we wanted!"

"Snowed in, is it?" exclaimed Uncle Frank, coming from his room. "So you
have got a real snowstorm here at last, have you?" he went on to Mrs.
Martin. "Well, this makes me think of my ranch in the West. Where's
Dick?" he asked.

"He's trying to see if he can get out to the barn to make sure the horse
and cow have water and something to eat," said Mrs. Martin, for her
husband had gotten up a little earlier.

"Well, I'll go and help him," said Uncle Frank. "I'm used to storms like
this. It's a regular blizzard by the sound of it."

Indeed the wind was howling around the corner of the house, and at times
it seemed to blow so hard that the house shook. As yet Ted and Jan had
not had a look outside, for the windows upstairs, from which they had
tried to see the storm, were coated with snow. The window sills had
drifted full of the white flakes, and more had been piled on top of
them. Then the warmth inside the room had made the snow that blew on the
windows melt a little. This had frozen and more snow had fallen and been
blown on the glass until from some of the windows nothing at all could
be seen.

"But if you go downstairs to the kitchen I think you can look out a
little," said Mrs. Martin to her two Curlytops.

Downstairs hurried Janet and Teddy. They only stopped to call
"Good-morning!" to Nora, who was busy at the stove, and then the two
children pressed their faces against the window panes.

They could not see much at first--just a cloud of swirling snowflakes
that seemed to fill the air to overflowing. Then Janet cried:

"Why, it's almost up to the window sill, Teddy!"

"That's right! The back yard is full of snow, Nora!"

"I know it is. I went in over my knees when I went out to see if the
morning paper had come."

"Did it come, Nora?"

"Indeed it didn't! I guess there won't be any paper for a few days if
this storm keeps up, for the boys can't get around to deliver it. I
could hardly get the door shut after I