At tor.  he snow lay

    deepest no ured near my night

    at a time, but ttle

    and poultry wo ime buried

    in drifts, even  food; or like t early settlers family in

    toton, in tate, ely

    covered by t snow of 1717 w, and an Indian

    found it only by the

    drift, and so relieved t no friendly Indian concerned

    me; nor needed er of t

    Snoo he

    farmers could not get to teams, and

    o cut dorees before their houses, and,

    rees in ten feet

    from t appeared t spring.

    In t snoo

    my   ed by a

    meandering dotted line, ervals bets.  For a

    ook exactly teps, and of

    tepping deliberately and h

    tracks -- to such

    routine ter reduces us -- yet often th

    no erfered fatally h my walks,

    or ratly tramped eigen

    miles t snoo keep an appointment h a beech

    tree, or a yellohe pines;

    wo droop, and so

    sops, o fir trees; wading

    to tops of t

    deep on a level, and sorm on my

    every step; or sometimes creeping and floundering ther on my

    ers o er quarters.

    One afternoon I amused myself by crix

    nebulosa) sitting on one of te pine,

    close to trunk, in broad dayliganding hin a rod of

    h my

    feet, but could not plainly see me.   noise he would

    stretc  hers, and open his eyes

    to nod.  I too

    felt a slumberous influence after ching him half an hour, as he

    sat t, he