...laughter, not mirthful, but slow, and even solemn, like a wind shaking the boughs of the f6rcst. 4 Shut in from all the world without, We sat the clean-winged hearth about. The house-dog on his .paws out-spread Laid to the fire his drowsy head, The cat's dark silhouette on...

...horn on horn, Impatient down the stanchion row's The cattle shake their walnut bows." And this :— " Shut in from all the world without, We sat the clean-winged...roar In baffled rage at pane and door, While the red long betore us beat The frost line back with tropic heat; And, ever, when a louder blast Shook beam...

...from all the world without, i» We sat the clean-winged hearth about, Content to let the north-wind roar In baffled rage at pane and door, While the red...before us beat The frost-line back with tropic heat ; uo And ever, when a louder blast Shook beam and rafter as it passed, The merrier up its roaring draught...

...Most fitting that unwarming light, Which only seemed where'er it fell To make the coldness visible. Shut in from all the world without, We sat the clean-winged hearth about, Content to let the north-wind roar In baffled rage at pane and door, While the red logs before us beat The frost-line...

...treacherous sands of sin. Ah ! that thou couldst know thy joy Ere it passes, barefoot boy ! WINTER SHUT in from all the world without, We sat the clean-winged hearth about, Content to let the north-wind roar In baffled rage at pane and door, While the red logs before us beat The frost-line...

...Most fitting that unwarming light, Which only seemed where'er it fell To make the coldness visible. Shut in from, all the world without, We sat the clean-winged hearth about, Content to let the north-wind roar In baffled rage at pane and door, While the red logs before us beat The frost-line...

...unwurming light, Which ouly seemed where'er it fell To make the coldness visible. Shut in from nil the world without, We sat the clean-winged hearth about, Content to let the north-wind roar In baffled rage at pane and door, While the red logs before us beat The frost-line...

...exceeding and eternal weight of glory. — Dean Farrar. 439 AROUND THE STUDY LAMP. We sat the clear-winged hearth about, Content to let the north wind roar In...pane and door. While the red logs before us beat The frost line back with tropic heat. — Whittier's "Snow Bound." M OT a day passes at headquarters but...

...the old rhyme : ' Under the tree When fire outdoors burns merrily, There the witches are making tea.' Shut in from all the world without, We sat the clean-winged hearth about, Content to let the north-wind roar In baffled rage at pane and door, While the red logs before us beat The frost-line...

...BEOOES. November 13. For I also was my father's son, tender and as an only son in the sight of my mother. Shut in from all the world without, We sat the clean-winged hearth about, Content to let the north-wind roar In baffled rage at pane and door, While the red logs before us beat The frost-line...