A strong wind was now blowing, and the snow began to form into heavy
drifts. The fire was very cheery and pleasant, but the wind was
cutting, and we soon returned to the shelter of the coach, where we
had our breakfast. This was not altogether a cold meal, for Mrs.
Aleshine had provided a little tea-kettle, and, with some snow-water
which I brought in boiling from the fire in the woods, we had all the
hot and comforting tea we wanted.
We passed the morning waiting and looking out and wondering what sort
of conveyance would be sent for us. It was generally agreed that
nothing on wheels could now be got over the road, and that we must be
taken away in a sleigh.
"I like sleigh-ridin'," said Mrs. Aleshine, "if you're well wrapped
up, with good horses, an' a hot brick for your feet, but I must say I
don't know but what I'm goin' to be a little skeery goin' down these
long hills. If we git fairly slidin', hosses, sleigh, an' all
together, there's no knowin' where we'll fetch up."
"There's one comfort, Barb'ry," remarked Mrs. Lecks, "and that is that
when we do fetch up it'll be at the bottom of the hills, and not at
the top; and as the bottom is what we want to get to, we oughtn't to
complain."
"That depends a good deal whether we come down hindpart foremost, or
forepart front. But nobody's complainin' so fur, specially as the
sleigh isn't here."
I joined in the outlooking and the conjectures, but I could not keep
up the cheerful courage which animated my companions; for not only
were the two elder women bright and cheery, but Ruth seemed to be
animated and encouraged by their example, and showed herself as brave
and contented as either of them. She was convinced that her father
must have reached the railroad station before it began to snow, and,
therefore, she was troubled by no fears for his safety. But my mind
was filled with many fears.
The snow was still coming down, thick and fast, and the wind was
piling it into great drifts, one of which was forming between the
coach and a low embankment on that side of the road near which it
stood.
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