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Thelow, and feathery flakes

were sinking upon the whitened street "Listen!" cried the boy,

excitedly, as they neared the Wickiup From somewhere in the sky came

the faint screaht

Gee! I'd like to buck snow"

"Would you?"

"Would I? Wouldn't you?"

A hundredthe platform, and a sharper blast

echoed across the upper flat "There they are!" cried Soloe snow-covered hs were at hand The head

engine whistled again, those in the battery took up the signal, and

heeled in snow they bore down on the Wickiup whistling a chorus

Before the long battery had halted, theMany men poured out of the battered

ice-bound cars at the end of the string While Gertrude's eyes

strained with expectation a collie dog shot headlong to the platfor about, barkedhis little bag,