wear her coat with it. Miss Davis said she thought she would be warm
enough, too, without the coat, and she knew she could run more easily.

"Not that a good soldier runs," she explained, laughing a little as she
buttoned the sweater under Jessie's chin. "But a snowball army soldier
has to run, I know."

Jessie left her rubbers in the cloakroom, too, for she had her rubber
boots. She had worn her rubbers to school that morning. The boots had
been left in the cloakroom since the last snowstorm. Jessie wanted to
wear one rubber and one boot, but Miss Davis said she thought that two
boots would be better, so Jessie had taken her advice.

"Whee, there's a lot of snow!" cried Sunny Boy, wading out into the
middle of the lot, followed by his army. "We ought to get a lot of
bullets made. And a fort. We must build a fort."

Oliver took his army over at one end of the lot and set them to work
making snowballs. The boys made more balls than the girls did. But
then the girls were so anxious to make theirs smooth and round that
they did not work very quickly. Sunny Boy soon noticed that Dorothy
Peters scraped and packed and patted one snowball while he was making
four.

Finally General Dunlap shouted to General Sunny Boy and the battle was
about to start when something happened that put all thoughts of a
snowball fight out of the heads of soldiers and generals alike.

The battlefield, that is the back lot, you know, was directly back of
Miss May's school. A large porch ran across the rear of the building