(a long, flat tin utensil, full of hot water) was put into the carriage just before we started; but it did not make us more than half comfortable, and the frost began to cloud the windows, and shut out the prospect, so that we could only glance at the green fields—immortally green, whatever winter can do soon
against them—and,
as
It
a
in
to
of
its
at here and there, a stream or pool with the ice forming on borders. was the very first cold weather mild season. The snow began fall scattered and almost invisible flakes; we had stayed
our English welcome
there any more. At Folkestone, we were deposited shingly beach, tion close upon
at a
find nothing genial and hospitable railway sta
on
to
it
if
and seemed out, and were
a
which reported
the sea
as
which
hand, the
were
to
pier, where lay the steamer
at
the midst; and, close we
an old church
in
in
J
in
foam, and which strewn with shells and star-fish; behind was the town, with broke
em
J
of
of
so
to
or
I
so
wintry, that had no heart bark. But the air was On pick up shells with explore the town, the beach; we kept within doors during the two hours our stay, now and then looking out the
that navigate
it.
to
as
two,
as
or
fishing-boat
an a
at
they pitched and ugly and irregular motion, such rolled with the British Channel generally communicates the craft windows
on
At
a
is
a
a
of
long line
of
at
board, and were about one o'clock we went soon under steam, rate that quickly showed
It
the white cliffs Albion behind us. very dusky white, by the by, and the cliffs them
