On the day school closed there was another fall of snow, and the boys were afraid they would be snowbound. But the train came in, although rather late, and all piled on board.
At Oak Run, their railroad station, they found Jack Ness, the Rover's hired man, awaiting them with the big sleigh. Into this they tumbled, stowing their dress-suit cases in the rear, and then, with a crack of the whip, they were off over Swift River, and through Dexter's Corners, on their way to Valley Brook farm.
"And how are the folks, Jack?" asked Sam as they drove along, the sleighbells jingling merrily in the frosty air.
"Fine, Master Sam, fine," was the hired man's answer.
"And how have you been?"
"Me? Oh, I've been takin' it easy—since Master Tom quit plaguing me."
"Why, I never plague anybody," murmured Tom, with a look of injured innocence on his round face. He reached out and caught some snow from a nearby bush. "Say, Jack, what is, that on the horse's hind foot?" he went on.
"Where? I don't see nuthin'," answered the hired man, and leaned over the dashboard of the turnout to get a better view. As his head went
