THE ADVENTURE IN THE SNOW
"I'm glad we brought the sleigh," Father Brown remarked, as they were
driving along at a fair pace, a little later, "as we never could have
gotten through with a wagon in this deep snow."
They were now starting up the hill and the horse's feet sank deeply into
the snow drifts, although his load was not heavy, as the boys took turns
walking, so that only two of them were riding at a time.
"When we reach the first clearing," Father proposed, "we'll cut the
greens and then leave them in a pile by the roadside, for it is likely
we shall have to go up still higher before we can find the tree we
want."
After going on a few yards more he shouted:
"Here's the place; all hands to work!" and the boys started in with a
will, bringing to the roadside great heaps of boughs and woodvines, some
of them covered with red berries and others with grey.
Within a short time they had gathered a large pile of the greens, so
they decided it was time to start out to find the tree.
"The tree must be full and the top perfect," declared Father Brown, "so
keep your eyes open for it."
"What's the matter with that one?" demanded Toad, pointing to a big fir
some distance away.
"Nothing at all the matter with it," laughed Chuck, "only the house is
too small to hold it."
"There's a nice one," called out Herbie, pointing to the one he meant.
"Yes, that's a beauty," agreed Father Brown, "and easy to get at, too."
After clearing away the smaller branches near the ground, by chopping
them off with the axe, Father Brown then started to work on the trunk of
the tree.
"Wouldn't it be nice," suggested Fat, "if we didn't have to cut it down
at all,--just trim it outside? It would save so much time and trouble."
"Oh, yes, that would be great," agreed Reddy. "We'd just sit around on
the snow eating ice cream and look at the tree," and he gave a hearty
laugh in which all the others joined.
"Well, I'll bet they do it in Greenland and Iceland," persisted Fat, "so
why couldn't we?"
"Because we don't wear white Polar bear clothes," laughed Chuck.
"There she comes,--she's falling!" cried the boys.
"Stay where you are until it's down," called Father Brown to the boys.
[Illustration: "There she comes! She's falling!" cried the boys.]
There was a sharp creak and a swish of branches as the tree came down,
and the boys now rushed over to help tie up the branches.
When that part of the work was finished, Reddy sang out:
"All together! Lift her on the sled. One, two, three!" and up it went.
"Nobody gets a ride home," called out Chuck, "because the greens have to
go on top of the tree."
"Oh!" wailed Fat, "if I can't ride I'll roll down. I hate to walk."
By the time they had reached the fields the worst part of the trip was
over.
"We'll cut over to the road that runs past the church," said Father
Brown, "and leave some of the greens there," at which the horse was
headed in that direction.
As they came to the road they saw a short distance from them an object
in the snow and as they drew nearer it proved to be a little fellow,
deep in a snow drift. His hands were blue with the cold and as Father
Brown picked him up in his arms he tried to speak, but couldn't.
"I know who he is," volunteered Herbie. "He's Patsy O'Reilly, and he
lives over there," pointing to a small house up the road. "His brother
Mike goes to school with me," he continued.
"I'll carry him home," said Father, "as you boys are able to handle
things all right now," saying which, he started off to the little house
with Patsy in his arms.
Chuck, to whom Father Brown had handed the reins now started to drive
the horse toward home.
When the boys arrived at the church and had carried in the greens, the
ladies were delighted, and one of them even tried to kiss Reddy, but he
hurried away just in time.