It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset. Crowfoot Nature is full of freaks, and now puts an old head on young shoulders, and then takes a young heart heating under fourscore winters. When I heated my home with oil, I used an average of 800 gallons a year. I have found that I can keep comfortably warm for an entire winter with slightly over half that quantity of beer.
All big men are dreamers.
They see things in the soft haze of a spring day or in the red fire of a long winter's evening. That o'er the blossoms of the orchard blow, The thousand things that 'neath the young leaves grow, The hopes and chances of the growing year, Winter forgotten long, and summer near. The conjecture was at least a plausible one, and the detective began to seriously regret that he had embarked on the affair. Around the World in 80 Days. I should hardly admire them more if real stars fell and lodged on my coat.