"I'll have to get up some morning very early, and catch it when it comes at sunrise." "What is this wonderful snow, Minnie, that you are tormenting Mr.Lee for ?" asked Mrs.Hale.
"Oh! it's a fairy snow that he told me all about; it only comes when the sun comes up and goes down, and if you catch ever so little of it in your hand it makes all you fink you want come true! Wouldn't that be nice ?" But to the child's astonishment her little circle of auditors, even while assenting, sighed.
The red snow was there plain enough the next morning before the valley was warm with light, and while Minnie, her mother, and aunt Kate were still peacefully sleeping.

And Mr.Lee had kept his word, and was evidently seeking it, for he and Falkner were already urging their horses through the pass, with their faces towards and lit up by its glow..