Chapter 7: The Sugar Snow
FOR days t on t smasrees s, black branches, and chunks of snow fell down.
ter from trees. t glitter; it looked soft and tired. Under trees it ted wtling.
tc grehe woodpile.
quot;Cant I go out to play, Ma?quot; Laura asked, and Ma said:
quot;May, Laura.”
quot;May I go out to play?quot; she asked.
quot;You may tomorro; Ma promised.
t nig tucking anot over her.
quot;Snuggle close to Mary,quot; Ma said, quot;and youll get warm.”
In tove, but t, trees t lay in mounds along top of tood up in great, op of te-posts.
Pa came in, s sno from s.
quot;Its a sugar sno; he said.
Laura put ongue quickly to a little bit of te sno lay in a fold of
on ongue, like any snoe it.
quot; a sugar snoo explain now. o Grandpas.
Grandpa lived far arees ogetood at tc and strong, c and pos made great tracks in t snocill of sighe woods.
It e before niged t.
quot;; to Ma, and t ts he door.
quot;If Id met a bear,quot; ;I couldnt dropping my load.quot; t;And if Id dropped t bucket and bundle, I o s ood and c hem and lick his chops.”
Ma un was full of dark brown syrup.
quot;; Pa said, and tle round package out of .
took off ttle, ifully crinkled edges.
quot;Bite it,quot; said Pa, and winkled.
Eac off one little crinkle, and it . It crumbled in t ter even tmas candy.
quot;Maple sugar,quot; said Pa.
Supper tle maple sugar cakes b