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Jonas on a Farm in Winter

Creator: Abbott, Jacob, 1803-1879
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but then we were riding with it, and now we are going against it. You feel cold, don't you?" "Why, yes, a little," said Josey, "now the sun has gone, and the wind has come." "Well, then," said Jonas, "get down in the bottom of the sleigh, and I'll cover you up with buffaloes." So Josey crept down into the bottom of the sleigh, and Jonas covered him up; and he found his place very warm and comfortable. "How do you like your place?" said Jonas. "Very well," said Josey, "only I can't see where we are going." "Trust yourself to me," said Jonas. "I'll drive you safely." "I know it," said Josey, "and I wish you'd tell me, now and then, what you see." "Well," replied Jonas, "I see a load of hay coming along on the pond before us." "A large load?" said Josey.
The Annual Monitor for 1851 or, Obituary of the members of the Society of Friends in Great Britain and Ireland, for the year 1850

THE ANNUAL MONITOR FOR 1851. OR OBITUARY OF THE MEMBERS OF THE SOCIETY OF FRIENDS In Great Britain and Ireland, FOR THE YEAR 1850. LONDON: SOLD BY C. GILPIN, R. Y. CLARKE, AND CO., DARTON AND CO., AND E. MARSH: GEORGE HOPE, YORK. 1850. INTRODUCTORY ESSAY.
"Yes," replied Jonas; "and now we're going pretty near the round island. There, the load of hay is turning off by another road. O, there is a sleigh behind it; it was hid before. The sleigh is coming this way." "I don't hear any bells," said Josey. "We are too far off yet; you'll hear them presently." Very soon Josey did hear the bells. They came nearer and nearer, and at last jingled by close to his ears. As soon as the sound had gone by, he threw up the buffalo with his arms, and looked out, saying to Jonas,-- "I guess they wondered what you had got here, covered up with the buffalo, Jonas." Jonas smiled, and Josey covered himself up again. Not long after this, it began to snow, and Jonas said that he could hardly see the shore in some places. "Suppose it should snow so fast," said Josey, "that you could not see the land at all; then, if you should come to two roads, how could you tell which one to take?" "Why, one way," replied Jonas, "would be to let Franco trot on before us; and he'd know the way."