[Illustration: “_Made believe he was a White Boy_”]

Sometimes Kood-Look´-Too would make believe he was a white boy, and would dress himself up in cast-off clothes, to look, as he thought, like such a boy.

The Snow Baby — Part 7

Whether he succeeded or not you can see for yourself in the picture.

The Snow Baby — Part 7

And E-Klay-I-Shoo—or “Miss Bill,” as she was called—must not be forgotten.

The Snow Baby — Part 7

She was an Eskimo girl, about twelve years old, who used to take care of AH-NI-GHI´-TO.

“Miss Bill” never had a dress or a hat in her life, but dressed in a sealskin coat, short foxskin trousers, or nannookies, and long-legged kamiks, or sealskin boots. She and Kood-Look´-Too and her father Nook-Tal, with the rest of the family, lived in a small round tent, or tupic, of sealskins, with big stones all around the edge of it, to keep the wind from blowing it away.

The sun kept getting higher in the sky and warmer every day, till finally it did not set at all day or night, the snow was melting, and the rocks and ground getting dry. Such a good time as AH-NI-GHI´-TO had now. Her furs were put away, and in thick, warm woollen gowns, with a sunbonnet to protect her tender face—for even up here the sun and wind in summer may burn the skin—she was out doors nearly all the time. She could creep and roll about a little now, and she had so much to do.

[Illustration: “_In her Gray Gown she looked like a Little Monk_”]

There was the gravel slope back of the house, in which to search for pretty round red and white pebbles. As she rolled about over this in her gray gown, she looked like a little monk.

[Illustration: “_There were Lots of Little Puppies to feed and play with_”]

There were lots of little puppies to feed and play with, such plump, round, soft, playful little puppies, you could not believe that when they grew up, they would be great, strong dogs, who could draw their masters on a sledge forty and fifty miles in a day, and even fight the great white polar bear.

There was Hector, the big St. Bernard, who would come to have his head patted by the baby. She was a little afraid of Hector, however, he was so big and strong, and rough in his playfulness.

[Illustration: “_Hector, the big St. Bernard_”]

[Illustration: “_To be picked and played with_”]