Suddenly Trot heard him call out: "Goodness gracious--mince pie and pancakes!--here is some one buried in the snow." She ran toward him at once and the others followed, wading through the corn and crunching it underneath their feet.

The Mo snow was pretty deep where the Bumpy Man was shoveling and from beneath a great bank of it he had uncovered a pair of feet.
"Dear me! Someone has been lost in the storm," said Cap'n Bill.

"I hope he is still alive.

Let's pull him out and see." He took hold of one foot and the Bumpy Man took hold of the other.

Then they both pulled and out from the heap of popcorn came a little boy.