LESSON 67
tall hung storm picket firs north gowns sparkled roof flakes fairies captains A SNOWSTORM Last night, the cold north wind blew great snow clouds over the sky. Not a star, not a bit of blue sky could be seen. Soon the tiny flakes floated softly down, like flocks of little white birds. Faster and faster they came, till they filled the air. They made no noise, but they were busy all night long. They covered all the ground with a soft, white carpet. They hung beautiful plumes on the tall, green firs. The little bushes, they put to sleep in warm nightgowns and caps.