And I, myself, was not able to say that I had seen it mentioned in a book; and yet the autumn foliage, with all other American scenery, has received full and competent attention.
The oversight is strange, for in America the ice-storm is an event.

And it is not an event which one is careless about.

When it comes, the news flies from room to room in the house, there are bangings on the doors, and shoutings, "The ice-storm! the ice-storm!" and even the laziest sleepers throw off the covers and join the rush for the windows.

The ice-storm occurs in midwinter, and usually its enchantments are wrought in the silence and the darkness of the night.

A fine drizzling rain falls hour after hour upon the naked twigs and branches of the trees, and as it falls it freezes.