Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1904-12-31

touching these. And of course 1 shall be
very glad to stop work now and show you
around. So the three skipped down to
the ground. and Jack led the way down
path which made its way out of the
woods. The further they went the brighter
and crisper grew the air around them.
and Kenneth noticed great white wooily
blankets lying on the ground, and long
boas of white fur hanging from the
branches of the trees.
What are those?' asked Jack, pointing
10 the blankets and to the boas
Snow" explained Jack. ''I'll use them
a little later in my decorating. I'll drop
the blankets around carelesSly, you know,
here and there. to cover up streets and
roads and other unsightly things. And
the furS I'll use for draperies-on the trees
and fences. and such places. If you're in
terested better Just step into the ware
house, keep most of my materials there.
These outside are just some L didn't have
room for inside
And Kenneth and the Katydid followed
him into-well. it looked just little bit
like a house. but it different. 1t was
large and white. beautifully carved and
decorated: it had windows, just as all
houses do. but they were not of glass; and
the window curtains We're of something
wonderfully fine and dainty and delicate
but they were not lace; in fact, the whole
structure was a puzzle to Kenneth; it was
so almost like things he had seen before,
and yet it was so thoroughly different, af-
ter ALL
why it's icen he cried. as he went up
the beautiful front stairway. And then he
glanced up at the house and exclaimed ed:
WHY. it's all ice!'
quite right said the owner. every
thing about the whole place is either snow
or ice. Then he showed his visitors all
around the premises The front hail." as
Kenneth called it to himself. because he
didn't know what else to call it, was of
the cold. blue-gray ice; there were beau
tiful icicle chandeliers. and from these
hnr ,ncf npf, ts-t
light THE Northern Lights" explained
Jack. noticing Kenneths glance of inquiry.
And when they went up the stairs Ken
meth discovered that the banisters were
formed of icicles too. of a very regular
and symmetrical pattern and of exquisite
beauty.
The first floor was his storehouse, where
he kept his materials; great snow banks
and drifts and ice in the cake. ready to
be carved: and brushes and paints and
carving tools. and-but Kenneth couldn't
begin to name them all over-he didn't
know enough words. Upstairs were won
derful banaueting halls and sleeping rooms,
opening one from the other room after
room. until Kennth's brain fairly whirled
in trying to count them and keep track
of them all
er saw me before. I've been to your house
a good many times, and 1 remember see
ing YOU
Kenneth looked at him in surprise.
'When?" he asked. And then he sent an
other question right after the first one.
when are you coming again?'
1t isn't time to come now he said,
in voice exactly like fathers Its time
to get up. Kenneth"
Kenneth sat up in bed and rubbed his
eyes. The warm yellow sunshine was COM
ing into the window. and summer WAS
waiting for him outdoors. "Where-'' be-
gan Kenneth.
'Katy-did! Katy-did She did! She did,"
declared somebody out in the garden.
''Oh. yes. cried Kenneth, Now I re-
member! It's six weeks YET