from south
to
north-east,
and
brought
rain
first, and
then sleet
and snow.
On the
morrow one
could
hardly
imagine
that there
had been
three
weeks of
summer:
the
primroses
and
crocuses
were
hidden
under
wintry
drifts;
the larks
were
silent,
the young
leaves of
the early
trees
smitten
and
blackened.
And
dreary,
and chill,
and
dismal,
that
morrow did
creep
over! My
master
kept his
room; I
