He left us standing together, the blanket over our heads, and went away in the dark whistling as he had done before.

We could hear Old Doctor answer as he came near, and presently Uncle Eb returned leading the horse by the halter.

Then he put us both on Old Doctor's back, threw the blanket over our heads, and started slowly for the road.

We clung to each other as the horse staggered in the soft snow, and kept our places with some aid from Uncle Eb.

We crossed the fence presently, and then for a way it was hard going.