One window of the baby’s room looked out upon a great glacier or river of ice, and the other upon high red and brown mountains surrounding a bay in which floated lots and lots of icebergs, of the strangest and most fantastic shapes, so that you might easily imagine some of them to be the palace of the Frost King, others white ships, and in still others you might see the cruel white face of the Frost King himself. [Illustration: “_White Ivory Horns Longer than a Man is Tall_”] When the strange people of the land heard that a baby had been found in this house, and that, wonderful to relate, this baby was perfectly white, they came—men, women, and children—hundreds of miles, riding upon sledges drawn by wild shaggy dogs, which looked like wolves, to see the little stranger. These people are brown, with black shaggy hair, and dress entirely in furs both summer and winter. [Illustration: “_Eskimos in their Strange Skin Boats_”] They said “OW-NAY´” and “AH-NAN-NAN” to her, at which she stared with wide-open eyes; and then they wanted to touch her to see if she was warm and not made of snow, she was so white. And if by chance she happened to smile when looking at one of them, then there was great rejoicing, for this was counted very lucky. [Illustration] So they called her “AH´-POO-MIK´-A-NIN-NY” (the Snow Baby), and brought her presents of fur mittens, little sealskin boots, walrus tusks, baby bear and seal skins, and many other things. It was near the end of the Snowland summer when the baby was born, and six weeks afterwards the sun went away to be gone all through the long winter night of four months. [Illustration: “_Wrapped in the Stars and Stripes_”] Just before he went baby was taken for her first outing. It was very, very cold, the thermometer far below the freezing-point, and the ground was covered deep with snow; but baby was tucked into a little reindeer-skin bag, which covered her completely all except her head. This was covered with a little foxskin hood; then baby, bag, and all were wrapped in the stars and stripes, and taken out of doors. [Illustration: _Ahnighito’s Birthplace_—“_Such a Funny House it was_”] [Illustration] Then the sun went away, and for days and weeks baby lived in the little room where a lamp was burning night and day. Here she had her daily bath, and slept and crowed at the lamp and the pictures on the wall, and grew bigger and whiter every day. How she did enjoy these baths after she got to be a little older, when her mother closed every door in the room, put an oil stove inside the bed curtains which were drawn close, then sponged the baby with warm water, and after she was dry let her roll for a little while in the pile of soft warm bear and deer skins on the bed. [Illustration: “_A Little Snow-White Baby Girl with Big Blue Eyes_”] Her Eskimo friends kept coming to see her whenever they could, though they did not always come in to the room, as they were not very clean.