The hill was fine for coasting, The snow was well packed down,
And Sammy Black and Margie White,
And little Billy Brown,
 
And also pretty Winnie Green
And Gertie Gray—
Now, please, my little readers,
Don't imagine what I say
 
Means really that these boys and girls
Were painted all this way;
If so, such colored children
Would be a bit too gay!
 
Their fathers' names were Mr. Black,
Or Mr. White, or Mr. Brown;
And, funny, too, it was Greenville
The name they called the town.
 
Well, just as I was saying,
The coasting was immense,
And after school the boys and girls
Were ready to commence.
 
The sleds were in a big, long row,
All tied together, too,
As Sammy Black lay down to
The merry-making crew.
 
He didn't seem to mind the wind
That o'er the snowdrifts blew,
That made his cheeks so bright and red,
His stubby nose so blue!
 
"Come on, you fellers; hurry ............