We kin go down hill fast now, and we'll soon be in Hubbard, which is the other side of all that fallin' snow." The road down the mountain was also better than the one by which they had ascended, and as the horses with their calked shoes were swift of foot they made rapid progress.

As they descended, the wind lowered fast and there was much less snow.

Red Blaze said it was probably not snowing in the valley at all.
"See that shinin' in the sun," he said.

"That's the tin coverin' on the steeple of the new church in Hubbard.

The sun strikes squar'ly on it, an' now I know I'm right 'bout it not snowin' down thar.