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Illustration from the margins of Chapter III of Van Buren Life

I knew that the roads were drifting fast, but as I had walked down the beach I didn't realize how fast. My one hope was to get to Fredonia and back before they became impassable. Maybe you remember the two hollows on the Lake Road just before you…

In the morning the gale had died down a little and I then saw what I never expect to see again. The bluff, for yards back from its edge, was sheathed in ice - every blade and spear of grass stood up round and stiff in its coating of ice. The smaller…

Illustration of Van Buren Point.

Chapter V describes provisioning for the winter.

Once in a great while I have a streak of energy. In those rare moments I hastily grab my painting kit and sally forth in quest of a picture - I don't always get it, but sometimes I do. The other morning as I sat by the sitting room window, I happened…

During the deep snow I wore skis. At first the long wooden runners bothered me. But gradually, I became accustomed to them and could travel much faster than I could without them. It is much like skating save that the feet always point straight ahead.…

My present costume is not as graceful, certainly, but far more comfy than if I wore skirts: sweater above and trousers - bicycle trousers - below, ending in felt stockings when the weather is cold, and low shoes when it is warm. In the house I wear a…
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