. American cookery . WOODLANDS WITH WHITE CRUST GLISTENINGIN THE MOONLIGHT. THINLY COVERED FIELDS WHEREWEEDS POKED THROUGH gingham bags of well-sifted possessions,were answering the victrola with fortyyoung voices. Then once during the night the boat)started to turn over on her back. Thisalarmed the skis and they tried to getinto bed with us. In Boston there was only a thin cover-ing of snow, a patched and soiledblanket. We needed the assurance ofMrs. Hasbrooks letter. Four feet ofsnow on the level and that was but threedays ago, I encouraged. It cant all!be gone by now. Our train began to cli
. American cookery . WOODLANDS WITH WHITE CRUST GLISTENINGIN THE MOONLIGHT. THINLY COVERED FIELDS WHEREWEEDS POKED THROUGH gingham bags of well-sifted possessions,were answering the victrola with fortyyoung voices. Then once during the night the boat)started to turn over on her back. Thisalarmed the skis and they tried to getinto bed with us. In Boston there was only a thin cover-ing of snow, a patched and soiledblanket. We needed the assurance ofMrs. Hasbrooks letter. Four feet ofsnow on the level and that was but threedays ago, I encouraged. It cant all!be gone by now. Our train began to climb, — fromfields where even the shortest weedspoked through, to stretches where onlystumps showed above, to dusky wood-lands where, when we had breathed onthe frosty pane, we could discern thickspruces and white crust glistening in themoonlight. Even with the glass betweenus we caught something of the winter]wonder. Oh, I breathed to Cornelia, weregoing to have a wonderful time. ONE WEEK IN WINTER 493 We were to know Tramworth as herhome WThat kind of acquainta
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