Jonas on a Farm in Winter by Jacob Abbott
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had shoveled.
"Why didn't you make your path wider?" said Amos. "This isn't wide enough for a cow-path." "O, yes, Amos," said Jonas, "it will do very well. I can widen it a little when I come out after breakfast." When they got to the door, Jonas stopped a moment to look around. The fields were white in every direction, and the branches of the trees near the house were loaded with the snow. The air was keen and frosty, and the breaths of the boys were visible by the vapor which was condensed by the cold. The pond was one great level field of dazzling white. All was silent--nothing was seen of life or motion, except that Darco, who came out when the door was opened, looked around astonished, took a few cautious steps along the path, and then, finding the snow too deep and cold, went back again to take her place once more by the fire. CHAPTER II. COMMANDING AND OBEYING About an hour after breakfast, Jonas with the oxen, and Oliver and Josey with the horse, were slowly moving along up the road which led back from the pond towards the wood lot. The wood lot was a portion of the forest, which had been reserved, to furnish a supply of wood for the winter fires. The road followed for some distance the bank of the brook, which |
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