It was on a morning of the lovely New England May that we left the horse-car and spreading our umbrellas walked down the street to our new home in Charlesbridge through a storm of snow and rain so finely blent by the influences of this fortunate climate that no flake knew itself from its sister drop or could be better identified by the people against whom they beat in unison.
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