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Thirty below freezing ! It was inconceivable till one stepped into it at midnight, and the first shock of that clear, still air took away the breath as does a plunge into sea-water … The night was as keen as the edge of a newly-ground sword; breath froze on the coat lapels in snow, the nose became without sensation, and the eyes wept bitterly… |
This is from “In Sight of Monadnock”, collected in “From Tideay to Tideway” (1892) in Letters of Travel (1892-1913). It describes Kipling’s arrival in Brattleboro, Vermont, on a winter’s night. |
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