THE SNOW STORM 
55 
How the Wind Blows! 
wanderings, though this, I am sure you will 
agree, would not be the right thing at all for 
Mannie Penguin to do. 
“How the wind blows!” exclaimed Mother 
Penguin one day, “I do believe we are going to 
have a terrible blizzard.” She tucked her 
warm robe about Mannie till nothing could 
be seen of him but his nose and his sharp little 
eyes. She turned her back to the wind, but in 
spite of all that, she felt the keen bite of the 
wind through her robe and gown. 
“I think we are going to have a hard time 
of it,” she shivered, “but you just never mind. 
