Such I Regarded As Seers Of Tribulation, And Endeavored With
All My Mind To Disbelieve Their Interpretations Of The Signs.
That
sleighing was excellent fun.
For myself I must own that I hardly
saw the best of it at Boston, for the coming of the end was already
at hand when I arrived there, and the fresh beauty of the hard snow
was gone. Moreover, when I essayed to show my prowess with a pair
of horses on the established course for such equipage, the beasts
ran away, knowing that I was not practiced in the use of snow
chariots, and brought me to grief and shame. There was a lady with
me in the sleigh, whom, for awhile, I felt that I was doomed to
consign to a snowy grave - whom I would willingly have overturned
into a drift of snow, so as to avoid worse consequences, had I only
known how to do so. But Providence, even though without curbs and
assisted only by simple snaffles, did at last prevail, and I brought
the sleigh horses, and lady alive back to Boston, whether with or
without permanent injury I have never yet ascertained.
At last the day of tribulation came, and the snow was picked up and
carted out of Boston. Gangs of men, standing shoulder to shoulder,
were at work along the chief streets, picking, shoveling, and
disposing of the dirty blocks. Even then the snow seemed to be
nearly a foot thick; but it was dirty, rough, half melted in some
places, though hard as stone in others.
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