A Winter Adventure

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Betty and Bob have been promised a trip to the country

during the Christmas holidays.

So two days after Christmas, when

the excitement of turkey dinners and presents

had almost worn away, they made ready to go.

Mrs. Meredith took them for a half hour ride in the train.

And then at a tiny little country station,

they got off and started to walk.

First, they reached the general store,

outside of which several farmers were stamping up and down,

their feet wrapped in potato bags,

to protect them from the frost.

The store looked so interesting that Bob wanted to go in.

So in quest of a few candies, they entered.

Pretty cold weather, little fella, I guess,

as the storekeeper of Bob looks to me

except the storms pretty night do.

Oh, do you think so, explain Mrs. Meredith?

We are planning to take a long walk.

Well, ma'am, I reckon is how you can get back

before it comes along.

If you'll hurry up a mic, you're safe for a couple of hours,

I guess.

Betty and Bob, with their mother, hurryed away.

Walking for a while, they soon had passed

by all the many farmhouses in the town part

and came out along a country road that did not seem

to be used much for traveling.

It was early in the afternoon, and the sun

while not smiling his brightest appeared

from behind the white clouds every now and then

and almost blinded them.

Everywhere the trees were bare.

Despite this, they rose majestically

and stretched long arms against the sky.

Here and there, an icicle hung loosely from the limb

of a tree, and as they passed the fences,

Betty delighted in breaking off the little ones

that clung all in rows.

The fields looked gray and dismal.

All the green grass of a few months before had disappeared,

and in its place was brown, dull colored stubble,

sprinkled here and there with a thin coat of frost.

How good it felt in the fresh air.

As they walked along, they drew in long, deep breaths of it.

It was cold, but brisk walking made them forget this,

and they really felt cozy and warm.

Then all at once the sun seemed to run away from them.

This time he did not come out to play peekaboo,

but stayed in all together.

The clouds grew heavier and heavier,

and the air became chilly and damp.

I'm afraid that old farmer was right,

said Mrs. Meredith, we must hurry for the train.

So they hastened a bit.

After walking for some time, however,

Mrs. Meredith suddenly stopped short.

I am sure we are going the wrong way, she said.

I do not remember passing that field

covered with fertilizer.

All three looked anxiously around

and searched of some familiar landmark,

but there was none.

Where was the station?

Even now a few flakes of snow were falling,

and they were all becoming cold.

Well, we cannot stand still, said their mother.

Perhaps we will come to a farmhouse

and be able to get a lift,

but they walked on and on without finding a trace

of any living thing.

The snow was now falling thick and fast,

and it was hard to walk without overshoes.

Betty was quite frightened and began to cry,

but Bob cheered her up and said,

come buck up sis, don't be a baby,

we'll soon find some place to stop and on they went.

Mrs. Meredith was plainly worried

for she saw that Betty, who was not very strong,

was beginning to give out,

and Bob was too young to go alone

to hunt for a place of shelter.

Then came a sudden gust of wind

that threw Betty down.

Bob helped her up,

but she could no longer pretend to be brave,

and she was frankly crying.

It was then that Bob discovered a shelter.

It was nothing but an abandoned barn,

yet it was a protection, so in they went.

The snow was now almost blinding in its fury.

Suddenly there was the sound of a strange voice

and the pounding of horse's hoofs.

Careful Bill, keep her up old scout.

We're most there now.

Bob ran to the door and saw an approaching wagon,

with difficulty he succeeded

in making the farmer understand their troubles,

but at last the three of them were helped into the old cart,

which was nearly at its journey's end.

A short ride and they had reached the farmhouse.

As they got off, the door was opened

and a motherly woman called out.

Caught in the storm too?

Poor Betty was in a pretty scared state,

so they helped her first,

rubbing her hands and giving her warm milk to drink.

Then the farmer's wife made a good hot

country supper for all of them.

There was only one thing that bothered Mrs. Meredith,

and that was how to let her husband know of their safety.

Perhaps something in her face made the farmer's wife

understand her anxiety.

For she said, don't worry,

high room will see that your folks know where you are.

Just leave it to him and make yourself comfortable.

I'll have a room made ready for you

so you can soon go to bed.

At that high room, enter the room

and his wife told him that in some way,

he must get into communication with Mr. Meredith.

Just give me the address and I'll telegraph him

where you are, said he.

So into the storm, a few minutes later,

high room went.

This time properly clad and on foot.

Nearly an hour passed before he returned,

but he came back safely.

Got a lift out on mansion road, said he.

By this time Mrs. Meredith and the children were ready for bed.

They soon went to sleep and it was not until the next morning

that they woke to find this snow still falling

and the ground entirely white.

Late that afternoon, when the storm had somewhat abated,

Mr. Meredith arrived with the sleigh.

Into this, he tucked them warmly

and with many things to the good old farm people,

they set out for home.

End of A Winter Adventure by Norma Bright Carson.

Tyler Reddick here from 2311 Racing,

another checkered flag for the books.

Time to celebrate with Jamba.

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