Unfortunately, Ruth was frightened and she began to cry and say she
wanted to go home.

"I knew you'd want to go home," scolded Nelson. "You can't go. I
haven't had but one coast. Come on, and ride down on my sled."

"I don't want to ride on your sled," sobbed Ruth. "I want to go home;
my feet are cold."

"Well, you'll have to wait till I have some fun," said Nelson. "What
did you do with your sled?"

"I don't know," wailed Ruth. "My feet are cold."

"Step on them and they won't be," said Sunny Boy kindly. He meant that
Ruth should walk or run a little and then her feet would be warmer.

"I don't want to step on them!" Ruth cried. She was very unhappy
indeed. "I want my sled. I want to go home. My feet are cold."

"I'll find your sled," Sunny Boy promised, and he went up to the top of
the hill. After a little tramping around in the snow he found Ruth's
sled where she had left it. No one had touched it.

Sunny Boy came running back to Nelson and Ruth, dragging the sled, and
just as he came up to them he heard Ruth say: "I'll go home by myself,
then."

"You can't!" scolded Nelson. "Mother said you musn't cross streets
without me. And I'm not going home as soon as I get here. I want to