the blackbird and the thrush begun their early whistle, to welcome Louisa, than the weather changed all on a sudden; the north-wind roared horribly in the grove, and the snow fell in such abundance, that everything appeared in a silver-white ma«tle. Though the little maid went to bed shivering with cold, and much disappointed in her expectations, yet in her evening devotions, before retiring, she thanked God for having given her so comfortable a shelter from the inclemency of the elements. Such a quantity of snow had fallen during the night, that the roads were almost impassable in the morning, which was a matter of great affliction to poor
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