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Show ! DIDN'T LAST . LONG ENOUGH Possibly the "Woman in the Sky" Didn't Use a Really Good Kind of Feather. Two little lots were still trying out Christmas sleds although it was a week or more after the holiday and the short hill down which they were coasting was entirely devoid of snow in spots. They would slide along for I a few icet until they came to a bare spot, drag their sleds over the barren I place to the next patch of snow and repeat. "Where does the snow come from?" the smaller of the two children, a boy of about four, suddenly asked. "My mother says it is some woman way up in the sky shaking her pillows until the feathers fall out," was the naive reply of his companion. "Well," exclaimed the boy, after a thoughtful pause, "I wish her feathers wouldn't melt." |