The ear shares with the eye the beautiful effects of weather on 

 the landscape. The rushing of the storm through the narrow valley, 

 the murmuring tremor of the pines in the gentle breeze, the rustling 

 and bowing of a field of corn in an August gale, the clatter of 

 palmettos in a wind, the rattle of pebbles on a beach, dragged down 

 by the retiring wave, the onset of a thunder shower, — are delights 

 for the ear as well as the eve. — Chaeles "W. Eliot. 



