were so much attached to each other that it did not seem natural for Nan to go out unless her twin brother could go out too.
The first snow storm had been followed by another, so that in the garden the snow lay deeper than ever. This was a great delight to Freddie and Flossie, who worked hard to build themselves a snow house. They enlisted the services of Sam, the stableman, who speedily piled up for them a heap of snow much higher than their heads.
"Now, chillun, dar am de house," said the colored man. "All yo' hab got to do is to clear out de insides." And then he went off to his work, after starting the hole for them.
Flossie wanted to divide the house into three rooms, "dining room, kitchen, and bedroom," as she said, but Freddie objected.
"'Taint big enough," said the little boy. "Make one big room and call it ev'rything."
"But we haven't got an ev'rything," said Flossie.
"Well, then, call it the parlor," said Freddie. "When it's done we can put in a carpet and two chairs for us to sit on."
