"I could s'prise 'em, couldn't I?" replied Sunny Boy, chuckling in
delight. "And Daddy and Grandpa, too! Do you think I could make a
very big snow man, Harriet?"

"I don't see why not," said Harriet. "You have a yard full of snow to
make him out of."

Sunny Boy was hungry, but he was so eager to begin to build his snow
man that he would have hurried through his lunch and skipped the bread
and butter entirely if Harriet had not said that he could not go out to
play at all unless he ate the things she gave him.

"Now I'm through," he declared when he had eaten even the crusts and
his glass of milk was quite empty. "Now may I build the snow man,
Harriet?"

"Yes indeed you may," said Harriet. "And here is the old broom I
promised you, and the felt hat. Do you know how to build a snow man,
Sunny Boy?"

Sunny Boy was sure he did, and he went out into the yard, where the
snow was piled white and smooth and not even a path had been shoveled,
and began to roll a snowball to make the snow man.

"Hello, Sunny Boy, coming coasting?" called Oliver Dunlap.

He had rung the bell and Harriet had told him Sunny Boy was in the back
yard. So Oliver had walked through the house, scattering snow at every
step, and out through the kitchen to the back porch where he found