Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1905-01-11
How the Frost King Works
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By Fl. L. Coffin.

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| ly. you don't have to finish all these
tonight, do your"
on, no." replied Jack, Pm only
Just touching these. And, of course,
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
It's way out of the woods The further
they went the brighten and crisper
grew the air around them. and Ken
meth noticed great white woolly
blankets lying on the ground. and
long, loose boas of white fur hanging
from the branches of the trees.
What are those?" he asked lack
pointing to the blankets and TO the
Ooas
Snow" explained Jack. 'T'll use
them little later in my decorating
I'll drop the blankets around careless
y, you know, here and there, to cover
up streets and roads, and other IN.
slightly things And the furs I'll use for
draperies-on the trees and fences.
and such places. If you're interested.
better just step into tho warehouse.
! keep most Of my materials there.
These outside are Just some l didn't
have room for inside"
And Kenneth and the Katy-did fol
lowed him into-well, it looked lust
a little bit like a house, but it was
different. 1t was large and white.
beautifully carved and decora ed; it
had windows, just as all houses do. but
they were not of glass, and the win
dow curtains were of something won
derfully fine and dainty and delicate.
but they were not lace; in fact. the
whole structure was puzzle to Ken
meth; it was so almost like things he
had seen before, and yet it was so
thoroughly different, after all.
why, it's ice!" he cried as he wenv
up the beautiful front stairway. And
then he glanced up at the house and
exclaimed, why, it's all ice!"
Quite right said the owner.
Everything about the whole place is
either snow or ice" Then he showed
his visitors ali around the premises.
The front hall" as Kenneth called it
to himself, because he didn't know
what else to call it, was of cold, blue
gray ice, there were beautiful icycIe
chandeliers, and from these there
came a most wonderful soft, blush
light. "The Northern Lights" ex-
blamed Jack, noticing Kenneth's
glance of inquiry. And when they
went up the stairs Kenneth discovered
that the banisters were formed of
icycies, too, of very regular and
symmetrical pattern and of exquisite
beauty.
The first floor was his storehouse,
where ne 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 wonderful ban
quoting halls and sleeping rooms
opening one from the other room after
room, until Kenneth's brain fairly
whirled in trying to count them, and
keep track of them all
oudueHIg JdCh Sdlu. II queer yLu
never saw me before-Tve been to
your house great many times. and
remember seeing YOU
Kenneth looked at him in surprise
"When?" he asked. Aid then he sent
another question right after the first
one. when are you coming AGAIN."
1T isn't time to come now he said,
in a voice exactly like fathers. ITS
time to get up, Kenneth"
Kenneth sat up in bed and rubbed
his eyes. The warm yellow sunshine
was coming into the window and sum-
mer was waiting for him outdoors.
Where" began Kenneth.
''Katydid. Katy-did! She did! She
did" declared somebody out in the
garden.
"Oh. yes" cried Kenneth. Now l
remember! It's six weeks yet"