He hath a cheerful, pleasant countenance, and is very active, albeit he is well stricken in years.

He is to preach for Mr.Richardson next Sabhath, and in the mean time lodgeth at my uncle's house.
This morning the weather is raw and cold, the ground frozen, and some snow fell before sunrise.

A little time ago, Dr.Russ, who was walking in the garden, came in a great haste to the window where Rebecca and I were sitting, bidding us come forth.

So, we hurrying out, the good man bade us look whither he pointed, and to! a flock of wild geese, streaming across the sky, in two great files, sending down, as it were, from the clouds, their loud and sonorous trumpetings, "Cronk, cronk, cronk!" These birds, the Doctor saith, do go northward in March to hatch their broods in the great bogs and on the desolate islands, and fly back again when the cold season approacheth.

Our worthy guest improved the occasion to speak of the care and goodness of God towards his creation, and how these poor birds are enabled, by their proper instincts, to partake of his bounty, and to shun the evils of adverse climates.