THE SNOWBALL BATTLES.

Waikato Times, Volume 107, Issue 17976, 22 March 1930, Page 4 (Supplement)

THE SNOWBALL BATTLES.

QNE cold morning the earth was covered with a blanket of crisp white • snow. It had been freezing hard all night, and the air had a crisp, icy feeling in it, and when the early morning sun shone down upon the earth it made it sparkle like white marble. ‘ ‘ ' Out of a snow-covered house came a tall, merry,l brown-eyed girl, whose name was Marian. She was so'on joined by her fair, blue-eyed friend Motlie. When their first greetings ■ were over, , they ran off to school together. When they arrived at the crossroads they were welcomed by a group of school-girls, who were waiting with a large pile of snowballs. “ Hush ! We are waiting to snowball the boys when they come round the corner,” said Alison, who had large brown eyes, which (winkled merrily as she spoke. “ You see,” broke in another, “ I overheard my brother David say he was going to meet some more boys at the market square, and then go to school together. So we are waiting to give them a snowball or two. Will you two help?" •• Yes.” they replied together, “We should love to!”■ “I think they are coming,” said a small .pretty girl, “ so he prepared.” When the boys came round the corner, they were greeted, with an unexpected volley of snowballs from the crowd of laughing girls. " who boasted lie wouldn’t be

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caught?” sang one. “ Who said I couldn’t . aim straight?” laughed another. “'Nobody but yourself, David Phillips." “ It was not fair play, to hide and then snowball us, when we were not aware of it,” muttered David. “Nonsense!” cried Alison. “But methinks it’s nearly nine o’clock.”. “ Good-bye,” called Mollie after them, “ I hope you enjoyed it.” The lessons seemed very long to the excited girls, and when the mistress asked Mollie what year William .1. came to the fihrone she answered—- “ Snow, and had a snow battle.” “Mollie," said the mistress, “you are Die most inattentive girl I know. For punishment you shall 'Arils out what you said fifty limes.” When twelve o’clock ca.rne, Mollie was quite ready for another battle. “ Gome on, you can aim well. I think the boys mean, to catch us unexpectedly, so look alive.” .‘‘They will be .mistaken,” said Marian. At that minute the hoys came-into sight. . . Get ready,” said Alison.. A tli rilling battle followed. The snowballs .flew thick and fast, but the girls seldom got hit because they danced away eacli time a- snowball came near them. I wish it was always snowy,” said Mollie; “but I would not like to have to write out what I say fifty times each day.”