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There was a blizzard in your town not long ago. One morning when the boys and girls woke up and looked out of the windows they saw a white town. The sidewalks and roads were white, without wheel tracks. No one was out, everything was still and cold. The town was snowed in.

Then several things happened, because the streets and roads were blocked. The milk train did not arrive in the night as usual, and there was no milk. Even if there had been a fresh supply of milk, the milkmen could never have made their rounds through the snow-drifted roads. Way down at the end of the town a warehouse took fire. The fire department started, but the engine and truck were not able to make their way through the snow and the warehouse burned down. The bakers' teams could not deliver food; neither could the grocer's. There was no mail, and no trolley cars could take the men to work and the children to school.

Something else happened, though, at about this time. Down the street came the town snow plows cutting a path through the drifts for the Rh