Splendour of the New Jerusalem 247 



The Splendour of the New Jerusalem 



OUR Sunday was a pearl of winter days in 

 itself in its exquisite sweet freshness of 

 the new snow, so welcome after weeks of 

 germ-laden dust of the streets freshening the air, 

 thrilling it with ozone, with the cleansing am 

 moniac brought from the upper air, and enabl 

 ing clear and pure breathing, deep and grateful. 

 &quot; The glorious sun uprist &quot; over an earth of 

 splendour and in a sky of the most lovely blue, 

 with lightly, swiftly floating white clouds ; and 

 as the day began, so it continued and tenderly 

 closed. It was a day when in the woods and 

 fields mere physical life was a delight. 



The ice-storm whose magnificence the sun and 

 sky of the perfect day enhanced and displayed 

 to every advantage was of peculiar nature. The 

 noises of the night were strange indeed. An un 

 easy waving of branches, a crackling and rustling, 

 as if prisoners were stirring in fetters, varied by a 

 low, dull moaning now and then as a gust came 

 hastily from the northeast, shook each tree a little 



