The Lady of Snow. 233

window. “Mamma, Mamma,” she called, ‘may
I not go out into the beautiful new world?” and
Mamma consenting, out she went, first putting on
her thick coat and hood and big rubber boots.
“Now,” said Eleanor, ‘I will make a snow-
man. No, I don’t think I will make a snow-man.
Every one does that. I will make a swow-woman.”

 

So the little maid rolled up the soft, damp
snow into a huge ball, gently sloping it at the
back for the graceful sweep of the long train. On
this another ball was placed for the body, and on
this again a third, smaller one, for the well shaped