Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1918-09-13
CHAPTER TX.
A Find In the Drifts.

Before the week was over, winter
had come to Sunrise Cove and The
Corners in earnest, Snow fell and
drifted, until there was scarcely any
thing to be seen one morning when
Carolyn May awoke and looked out of
her bedroom windows but n white,
fleecy mantle.
This was more snow than the little
girl had ever seen in New York. She
came down to breakfast very much eX-
cited.
Uncle Joe had shoveled off the porch
and steps, and Prince had beaten his
own dooryard in the snow in front of
his house. For he had house Of his
own, nova roomy, warm one-built
by Mr.. Parlow.
1t must be confessed that, although
Uncle Joe paid for the building of his
DOLLHOUSE 1t never would have been
built by Jeddlah Parlow had It not
been for Carolyn May.
At noon Uncle Joe came home, drag
glng a sled-a big roomy one, glisten-
ing with red paint. Just the incest
sled Carolyn May had ever seen, and
one Of the best the hardware dealer
carried in stock.
"Oh, my, that's lovely" breathed
the little girl in awed delight. "Thats
ever so much better than any sled l
ever had before. And Prince could
draw me on it, If only had harness
for him. He used to drag me in the
park. OF course, If he saw a cat had
to get Off and hold him"
Mr., Stage, once started upon the
path of good deeds, seemed to like 1t.
At night he brought home certain
straps and rivets, and In the kitchen,
much to Aunty Roses amazement he
fitted Prince to harness which the
next day Carolyn May used on the dog,
and Prince drew her very nicely along
the beaten paths.
BY Saturday the roads were in splen-
did condition for sleighlng.
So Carolyn May went shedding.
Out of sight of the houses grouped
at The Corners the road to town
seemed as lonely as though 1t were
veritable wilderness. Here and there
the drifts had piled six feet deep, for
the wind had free sweep across the
barrens.
Now, there's somebody coming"
said Carolyn May, seeing moving OBJ
ject ahead between the clouds of drift
ing snow spray, as 1t sleigh, Prlncey,
or just a MANI"
She lost sight Of the object, then
sighted it again.
1T must be man. 1t can't be
bear, Prlncey."
The strange object had disappeared
again.
1t was just at the place where the
spring spOuted out Of the rocky hillside
and trickled across the road. There
was sort Of natural watering trough
here in the rock where the horses
stopped to drink. The dog drew the
little girl closer to the spot.
"Where has that man gone to? If 1t
was man."
Prince stopped suddenly and whlned
and then looked around at his mistress,
as though to say: "See there"
Carolyn May tumbled off the sled
in hurry. When she did so she
slipped on patch of snow-covered ice
and fell. But she was not hurt.
"There that's where the water runs
across the road. It's all slippery
Obi"
1t was the sleeve of mans rough
coat thrust out Of the snowbank that
brought this last cry to the child's lips.
ooh, oh! It's mani" burst from
Carolyn Mays trembling lips. "How
cold he must bel"
She pumped down on her knees and
began brushing the snow away. She
uncovered his shoulder. She took hold
of this with her mittened hands and
tried to shake the prone figure.
ooh, do wake up Please wake upl"
ahe cried. digging away the snow as