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The wind whistled over the stubble, and when they awoke in the morning, the first snow lay high upon the crest of the mountain. The powerful autumn sun soon melted it, and laughing rills ran down through all the little channels to the river in the valley.
It was St. AEgidius Sunday, shortly before church time, when Tobias went to the farmer's wife, who was sitting in the living-room, and said: