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But toI hoped to arrive in tiave orders, therefore, to redouble our speed The coachallop, and kept his eyes to the east

The wind blew harder and harder The little cloud soon beca, and finally invading the whole sky A fine snow began to fall, which suddenly changed to immense flakes The histled and howled It was a chasse-neige--a snowdrift

In an instant the somber sky was confounded with the sea of snohich the wind raised up frouishable

"Woe, to us! my lord," cried the coachman, "it is a ind of snow!"

I put my head out of the kibitka--darkness and storm The wind bleith an expression so ferocious that it seee flakes upon us, covering us The horses went at a walking pace, but very soon stood still

"Why do you not go on?" I said to the coachot down from the kibitka "God knohere we are now! There is no road; all is darkness"

I began to scold him Saveliitch took up his defense: "Why did you not listen to hirily; "you could have returned, taken so; the storm would have been over, and we could then have set out Why this haste? as if you were going to your wedding?"

Saveliitch was right What was to be done? The snow continued to fall; it was heaped up around the kibitka; the horses stoodThe coach their harness, as if he had nothing else to do

Saveliitch gru to see signs of a dwelling, or of a road, but I could only see the whirling of the snow-drift All at once I thought I saw so black "Halloo! coach yonder?"

The coachman looked attentively where I indicated "God knows,to his seat; "it is not a kibitka, nor a tree; it see It o in the direction of the unknown object which was co toward us In two nized a ood man!" shouted my coachman; "tell us, do you know the road?"