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Chapter 12

           Inthedaytimeitthawedinthesun,butatnighttherewereevensevendegreesoffrost.Therewassuchafrozensurfaceonthesnowthattheydrovethewagonsanywhereofftheroads.Eastercameinthesnow.Thenallofasudden,onEasterMonday,awarmwindsprangup,stormcloudsswoopeddown,andforthreedaysandthreenightsthewarm,drivingrainfellinstreams.OnThursdaythewinddropped,andathickgrayfogbroodedoverthelandasthoughhidingthemysteriesofthetransformationsthatwerebeingwroughtinnature.Behindthefogtherewastheflowingofwater,thecrackingandfloatingofice,theswiftrushofturbid,foamingtorrents;andonthefollowingMonday,intheevening,thefogparted,thestormcloudssplitupintolittlecurlingcrestsofcloud,theskycleared,andtherealspringhadcome.Inthemorningthesunrosebrilliantandquicklyworeawaythethinlayeroficethatcoveredthewater,andallthewarmairwasquiveringwiththesteamthatroseupfromthequickenedearth.Theoldgrasslookedgreener,andtheyounggrassthrustupitstinyblades;thebudsoftheguelder-roseandofthecurrantandthestickybirch-budswereswollenwithsap,andanexploringbeewashummingaboutthegoldenblossomsthatstuddedthewillow.Larkstrilledunseenabovethevelvetygreenfieldsandtheice-coveredstubble-land;peewitswailedoverthelowlandsandmarshesfloodedbythepools;cranesandwildgeeseflewhighacrosstheskyutteringtheirspringcalls

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