But neither of them said anything about it.

In fact, I thought that Grandma Thorndyke was not so friendly in the spring as she had been in the fall--and, of course, I could not put myself forward.

I had the pure lunkhead pride.
So I had not seen Virginia for months.

We early Iowa settlers, the men and women who opened up the country to its great career of development, shivered through that winter and many like it, in hovels that only broke the force of the tempest but could not keep it back.

The storms swept across without a break in their fury as we cowered there, with no such shelters as now make our winters seemingly so much milder.