Soon after luncheon, Mrs.St.Clair sent the girls to their rooms to dress for the great event.
Ethelyn gave a little scream of delight, as she saw new garments spread out on her bed, and Patty ran on to her own room to find similar ones there.
Each girl had a long coat of fine white broadcloth, made with a double cape-collar, and trimmed all round with white fur.

A broad-brimmed white felt hat, with white ostrich plumes and a fleecy white feather boa, white gloves, and a white muff were there too; and even white shoes and white cloth leggings, so that when the cousins were dressed, there was not a touch of color about them, save their rosy faces and golden hair, and they looked like veritable snow-queens.
They danced down-stairs to find Cupid awaiting them with a brand-new sleigh.
Cupid was Ethelyn's pony, and he was pure white, every bit of him, and it was this fact that had suggested the whole scheme to Mr.St.Clair.
The new sleigh was pure white too, trimmed here and there with silver.
Cupid's harness was all white and silver, and waving white plumes and silver bells were in various places about the sleigh and horse.
There were big white fur robes, and when Mr.St.Clair tucked the girls in, and Ethelyn took the white reins and white whip, it certainly seemed as if no sleigh load could be prettier.
And none was.

Everybody agreed that the white sleigh was the pride of the parade.

Patty secretly wondered why her aunt was satisfied without more gaudy coloring; as she wrote to her father afterwards, she had half expected to see a red sleigh with blue and yellow robes.

"But," she said, "I suppose it was because Cupid happened to be white, and I'm glad he was, for it was all just lovely." Mr.and Mrs.St.Clair and Florelle went in the parade also, but they contented themselves with the family sleigh, which of course was both handsome and elaborate.