Four-footed Americans and their kin . I should think they would be, said Olive, sit-ting all in a heap and pushing the needle with yourthumb. The buttons look very nicely, though, dontthey, father? Yes, and you see they all have nice little necks, andthe button-holes do not make faces when they swallowthem, added Nat, proudly. The last present is finished — now comes Christinasand the tree ! cried Dodo, clapping her hands. Maywe open our bank and see if we have enough money tobuy the bird book for Rap ? You said we might whenthe sewing was all done. Yes ; here it is, I hid it inthe wolf skin t
Four-footed Americans and their kin . I should think they would be, said Olive, sit-ting all in a heap and pushing the needle with yourthumb. The buttons look very nicely, though, dontthey, father? Yes, and you see they all have nice little necks, andthe button-holes do not make faces when they swallowthem, added Nat, proudly. The last present is finished — now comes Christinasand the tree ! cried Dodo, clapping her hands. Maywe open our bank and see if we have enough money tobuy the bird book for Rap ? You said we might whenthe sewing was all done. Yes ; here it is, I hid it inthe wolf skin to have it all read3^. Oh, what a lot ofpennies, and a gold dollar ! Who put that in, I wonder?It was you, daddy, I can tell by the way the end ofyour nose winks ! Do count for me, Olive, the penniesslip so ! Four dollars and fifty cents, said Olive, aftercounting twice over. Hurrah ! shouted Nat, the book Rap wishes onlycosts three dollars and fifty cents, so we can buy him abig box of real city candy too ! XIX UNDER THE POLAR STAR. UCH wind and threateningweather, then two daysof falling snow that• buried the fences, andat last the northwestwind sent the cloudsscurrying, and bright•nshine returned witht lay before ,. It is like the pictures in a fairT ,tory; do look atthe trees and the top of the rose a oor! said Dodothat Friday morning, as she rubbed tl p-hole in thefrost on the dining-room window. .. ,1 is breakingthe road up the hill, and all you can - is the top ofhis head, and Tom and Jerry step in uj where theirblankets are strapped. Its lucky we the Christ- mas tree cut down and waiting in theshea before thesnow came. It isnt in the shed, said Nat, mischievously, com-ing in with dancing eyes and a veiy red, cold nose, theonly parts of his face that could be seen between hismuffler and cap brim. Oh, where is it ? wailed Dodo. Do you think 270 UNDER THE POLAR STAR 271 any one lias stolen it — was there any trail in thesnow ? Yes, some one has dragged th
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