He also applied the wing of a dragon fly to those who had not yet contracted the complaint, with a view to keep it away. “When the colic sees this sign of Shoozoo,” he said, “it is afraid to come near you.” There were no hostilities that day, the Lali being kept back by fear and the Ammi by colic. On the morning following, when Pain and Fear had fled from both camps, the combatants were far apart. The Lali had retreated either for safety or preparations, and the Ammi had the field, but were without an enemy either to fight or treat with for peace. Anxiety now took the place of colic in their breasts, and uncertainty about what the Lali were devising made them hesitate about their own course. Meanwhile other matters came to occupy their attention. “I have long noticed,” said Gimbo, “that it is getting colder. Walking on four feet I learn things sooner than others. I used to walk without discomfort to my hands. But now the ground is so cold that I can hardly stand it with either feet or hands. I must get up a tree to keep warm, or else go into a hole.” Others had observed the same change. In fact it was the sudden cold, coming the night before, that helped bring on the colic just mentioned. It disturbed the temperature of the body, and the first inconvenience from sudden changes of climate was felt by mankind. Nor was this a small matter. The first Glacial Period had set in. That great catastrophe which, at the end of the Tertiary Age, covered the northern hemisphere with mountains of ice, burying the earth out of sight, and destroying all life, was beginning to make itself felt. Farther to the north, (as they heard), the progress of the cold was well under way, but now its influence first reached the Ammi. “What is that?” asked several at once, directing their attention to the sky. A snow storm had come. It was the first snow that had fallen in those regions, and was a stranger to both Men and Apes. “It’s the clouds coming down from the sky,” said one; “they have broken in pieces and are falling.” “It is blossoms from the trees in heaven,” said Koree, who had grown sentimental from long thinking about Sosee; “Shoozoo is shaking them down as he runs through the forests after owls.” “I think it is dragon flies,” said Gimbo, who observed the form of the flakes. “There is here the short-beam and the long-beam. Surely Shoozoo is coming to the earth, and we ought to be very devout.” Among the Lali the snow produced still greater consternation. Some said it was the white form of Simlee, the wife of Shoozoo, who was coming to the Apes; and all agreed that it came on account of the war between the Apes and the Men. In as much as a snow-flake, when examined, was seen to turn to water, a priest of the Lali remarked that it was going back to Shoozoo, the great reservoir, or Swamp, into which all things at last return.