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home yesterday on my birthday if I had felt better, but I was not very well, so I did not write any, only the direction on Sarah's letter. I feel a great deal better today.
Soon after I awoke this morning Sarah told me that it was snowing, and sure enough it was, bravely. We went out on the piazza a little while before breakfast and after breakfast I went to walk.
Mary will know what I mean if I say that I went up past Clark's barn, and on around circular street, clear down to Congress spring, and back again the same way. I saw the walks around the park, and the Circular rail-
heard some one say they take rides there in the summer.) It looks very much like the railroads only it is round. I guess it must be the "great wheel that never turns round." for it was quite motionless when I saw it and I guess it is always stationary. I saw some very pretty fences too, but over and above all, were the beautiful pine trees, covered with snow. O, they were grand, every branch laden with the pure white snow, which was all the while decending swiftly and silently.
So much for Sis; I'll