Comic Geekspeak Presents, in honor of its 70th anniversary, the story of Frosty the Snowman,

first told in song in 1950 and adapted to prose for Little Golden Books that same year by Annie North Bedford.

Frosty the Snowman came to town one bright, cold winter's day.

The first real snow of the winter had fallen the night before.

In the morning, out came the children, and they started to roll snowballs.

Round and round the snowy yard, they rolled the snowballs. Soon they had two

fine big ones. Round and round the yard again, there was a little snowball, just the right size for a

snowman's head. Billy ran home and brought two bits of coal to use for the snowman's

eyes. Sally gave him a button nose and a funny corncob pipe. Tommy brought floppy galoshes and a scarf

for the snowman. And Joe brought him a pair of old red mittens to wear.

"'Now we need a hat,' said Sally and Joe. So they all began to look around. Sally found an old

cap, but it didn't look just right. Billy found a battered felt hat,

but it still didn't seem right.

Just then, down the street came the whistling wind,

and it blew to their feet a shiny top hat.

Just what we need, cried Sally and Joe.

It's like magic, said Billy and Tommy.

It was Tommy who picked up the shiny top hat and put it on the snowman's head.

Zing! Tommy's hand sprang back with a shock.

It is magic, gasped Tommy.

So it is, said a voice, a deep, chuckly voice they had never heard before.

And a pleasant sort of magic, if I do say so myself.

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