Them's clouds out thar in the northwest, floatin' over the mountings.

I'm sorry, colonel, but more snow is comin'.

The signs is too plain.

Look through that gap an' see what big brown clouds are sailin' up! They're just chock full uv millions uv millions uv tons uv snow!" "You know your own country and its winter ways, Mr.Reed.

How long will it be before the snow comes ?" "Lend me your glasses a minute, colonel." He examined the clouds a long time through the powerful lenses, and when he handed them back he replied: "Them clouds are movin' up in a hurry, colonel.