brought to school after this," she declared, when she had heard all
about the rescue of the lead soldier general and had kissed Sunny Boy
so he might know she was not scolding him. "Toys and school do not
seem to go very well together."

And Sunny Boy's mother, when she heard about that morning, said she
thought Miss Davis was right.




CHAPTER IX

OUT IN THE BLIZZARD

"Daddy," said Mrs. Horton at the breakfast table one morning, "what do
you think about sending Sunny Boy to school to-day?"

Mr. Horton glanced out of the window. The snow was piled high on the
sill and the white flakes were still falling steadily.

"I don't know," he said slowly. "I don't believe the storm will be
much worse, Olive. It has snowed all night, and our storms seldom last
twenty-four hours. It may be a little hard going this morning, but the
walks will be cleared before it is time for him to come home. And if
the wind rises, let him stay at school till Harriet or some one can go
after him."

Sunny Boy had listened anxiously. He loved to go to school and he did
not mind the snow. Didn't he have a pair of real rubber boots and a