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When I stepped outside , the air all about me seemed to be snow, not separated into flakes, but diffused evenly Altogether it had the effect of a heavy white fog, and I could see even then, that it was settling in visible, palpable, feathery forround, but upon every bush and tree as well It was a ly; but having no fondness for walking through soft, clinging snoas not enticed to sally forth, as I always a

But by ten o'clock the teed, and in the cooler air the al of the snow had been stayed

The white carpet that had slowly been sinking, was now stationary, and was covered by a firht There was no sparkle on the trees, but the feathery tufts and pinions had ceased floating to the ground, andinto air The scene, in all its matchless beauty, was arrested--held upon nature's canvas for a few hours, by the Master hand

Stay in doors that night! Would I be so wicked as to turn my back, or close my eyes upon one of the most delectable scenes that ever a kind Providence spread before the soul of huht such an exhibition of love andto catch up hat and jacket, and with a heart that beat high, slip froreyhound slips the leash, and hie hts were raised--a story, at least--and that the owners of all the villas near at hand, were preparing for decorous, temporary retirement I merely pitied the been a law untomy independence in their faces, I none the less continued to enjoy it

There are nights when to sleep would be the sin of an ingrate; 'twould be like gathering up the good things of Providence, and hurling theht was such a one

The keen air, and the entrancing beauty about h h I were buoyed up by round the whole way, and yet I must, for I was conscious of a crisp crackle of the snow at every step