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By Laura Ingalls Wilder

The adventures of Laura Ingalls and her family members proceed as Pa, Ma, Laura, Mary, Carrie, and little Grace bravely face the difficult iciness of 1880-81 of their little condominium within the Dakota Territory. Blizzards hide the little city with snow, removing all provides from the skin. quickly there's nearly no meals left, so younger Almanzo Wilder and a pal make a perilous journey around the prairie to discover a few wheat. ultimately a joyous Christmas is widely known in a really strange means during this most fun of the entire Little residence books.

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Speedy Laura positioned Ma’s colossal scarf over her head and pinned it snugly lower than her chin with the shawl-pin. The woolen folds lined her from head to foot. Even her fingers have been below the scarf. basically her face was once out. open air the sun-glitter damage her eyes. She breathed a deep breath of the tingling chilly and squinted her eyes to go searching her. The sky was once highly blue and the entire land used to be blowing white. The directly, powerful wind didn't carry the snow, yet drove it scudding around the prairie. The chilly stung Laura’s cheeks. It burned in her nostril and tingled in her chest and got here out in steam at the air. She held a fold of the scarf throughout her mouth and her breath made frost on it. while she handed the nook of the reliable, she observed Pa going prior to her and he or she observed the farm animals. She stood and stared. The farm animals have been status in sunshine and shadow through the haystacks—red and brown and noticed farm animals and one skinny black one. They stood completely nonetheless, each head bowed right down to the floor. The bushy purple necks and brown necks all stretched down from bony-gaunt shoulders to giant, swollen white heads. “Pa! ” Laura screamed. Pa motioned to her to stick the place she used to be. He went on trudging, throughout the low-flying snow, towards these creatures. they didn't look like genuine livestock. They stood so extraordinarily nonetheless. within the entire herd there has been no longer the least flow. simply their respiring sucked their bushy facets in among the rib bones and driven them out back. Their hip bones and their shoulder bones stood up sharply. Their legs have been braced out, stiff and nonetheless. And the place their heads can be, swollen white lumps appeared quickly to the floor below the blowing snow. On Laura’s head the hair prickled up and a horror went down her spine. Tears from the solar and the wind swelled out her staring eyes and ran chilly on her cheeks. Pa went on slowly opposed to the wind. He walked as much as the herd. none of the farm animals moved. For a second Pa stood taking a look. Then he stooped and speedy did anything. Laura heard a bellow and a pink steer’s again humped and jumped. The purple steer ran magnificent and bawling. It had a typical head with eyes and nostril and open mouth bawling out steam at the wind. one other one bellowed and ran a quick, unbelievable run. Then one other. Pa used to be doing an identical factor to all of them, one after the other. Their bawling rose as much as the chilly sky. ultimately all of them drifted away jointly. They went silently now within the knee-deep spray of blowing snow. Pa waved to Laura to return to the shanty, whereas he inspected the haystacks. “Whatever saved you see you later, Laura? ” Ma requested. “Did the farm animals get into the haystacks? ” “No, Ma,” she responded. “Their heads have been . . . i assume their heads have been frozen to the floor. ” “That can’t be! ” Ma exclaimed. “It has to be one in every of Laura’s queer notions,” Mary stated, busily knitting in her chair via the range. “How may cattle’s heads freeze to the floor, Laura? It’s rather caring, how you speak occasionally. ” “Well, ask Pa then! ” Laura acknowledged presently. She was once unable to inform Ma and Mary what she felt. She felt that by some means, within the wild evening and hurricane, the stillness that was once beneath all sounds at the prairie had seized the farm animals.

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