Then the two set to work with all their might to make a doll out of the snow. They shaped a little body and two little hands and two little feet. On top of all they placed a ball of snow, out of which the head was to
' What in the world are you doing ?' asked a passer
' Can't you guess ?' returned Ivan.
' Making a snow-child,' replied Marie.
They had finished the nose and the chin. Two holes were left for the eyes, and Ivan carefully shaped out the mouth. No sooner had he done so than he felt a warm breath upon his cheek. He started back in surprise and looked — and behold ! the eyes of the child met his, and its lips, which were as red as raspberries, smiled at him!
' What is it ?' cried Ivan, crossing himself. ' Am I mad, or is the thing bewitched?'
The snow-child bent its head as if it had been really alive. It moved its little arms and its little legs in the snow that lay about it just as the living children did theirs.
' Ah! Ivan, Ivan,' exclaimed Marie, trembling with joy, ' heaven has sent us a child at last! ' And she threw herself upon Snowflake (for that was the snow-child's name) and covered her with kisses. And the loose snow fell away from Snowflake as an egg shell does from an egg, and it was a little girl whom Marie held in her arms.
' Oh! my darling Snowflake! ' cried the old woman, Iand led her into the cottage.
And Snowflake grew fast; each hour as well as each day made a difference, and every day she became more and more beautiful. The old couple hardly knew how to contain themselves for joy, and thought of nothing else. The cottage was always full of village children, for they amused Snowflake, and there was nothing in the world they would not have done to amuse her. She was their doll, and they were continually inventing new dresses for