Hawthorne, Nathaniel / 2008-06-02 00:00:00
1850
TWICE-TOLD TALES
THE SNOW-IMAGE: A CHILDISH MIRACLE
by Nathaniel Hawthorne
ONE AFTERNOON of a cold winter's day, when the sun shone forth with
chilly brightness, after a long storm, two children asked leave of
their mother to run out and play in the new-fallen snow. The elder
child was a little girl, whom, because she was of a tender and
modest disposition, and was thought to be very beautiful, her parents,
and other people who were familiar with her, used to call Violet.
But her brother was known by the style and title of Peony, on
account of the ruddiness of his broad and round little phiz, which
made everybody think of sunshine and great scarlet flowers. The father
of these two children, a certain Mr. Lindsey, it is important to
say, was an excellent but exceedingly matter-of-fact sort of man, a
dealer in hardware, and was sturdily accustomed to take what is called
the common-sense view of all matters that came under his
consideration. With a heart about as tender as other people's, he
had a head as hard and impenetrable, and therefore, perhaps, as empty,
as one of the iron pots which it was a part of his business to sell.
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