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           "Theworld’sendin’,Atticus!Pleasedosomething—!"Idraggedhimtothewindowandpointed.

           "Noit’snot,"hesaid."It’ssnowing."

           JemaskedAtticuswoulditkeepup.Jemhadneverseensnoweither,butheknewwhatitwas.Atticussaidhedidn’tknowanymoreaboutsnowthanJemdid."Ithink,though,ifit’swaterylikethat,it’llturntorain."

           ThetelephonerangandAtticusleftthebreakfasttabletoanswerit."ThatwasEulaMay,"hesaidwhenhereturned."Iquote—‘AsithasnotsnowedinMaycombCountysince1885,therewillbenoschooltoday.’"

           EulaMaywasMaycomb’sleadingtelephoneoperator.Shewasentrustedwithissuingpublicannouncements,weddinginvitations,settingoffthefiresiren,andgivingfirst-aidinstructionswhenDr.Reynoldswasaway.

           WhenAtticusfinallycalledustoorderandbadeuslookatourplatesinsteadofoutthewindows,Jemasked,"Howdoyoumakeasnowman?"

           "Ihaven’ttheslightestidea,"saidAtticus."Idon’twantyoualltobedisappointed,butIdoubtifthere’llbeenoughsnowforasnowball,even."

           Calpurniacameinandsaidshethoughtitwassticking.Whenwerantothebackyard,itwascoveredwithafeeblelayerofsoggysnow.

           "Weshouldn’twalkaboutinit,"saidJem."Look,everystepyoutake’swastingit."

           Ilookedbackatmymushyfootprints.Jemsaidifwewaiteduntilitsnowedsomemorewecouldscrapeitallupforasnowman.Istuckoutmytongueandcaughtafatflake.Itburned.