The sun shone pleasantly, too.
"I don't see what signs there are of a snow-storm," said Josey.
"Such a calm and pleasant day in February portends a storm," said Jonas.
"Besides, the wind, what there is, is north-east; and don't you see that snow-bank off south ?" Josey looked in the direction in which they were going, which was towards the south-west, and he saw a long, white bank of cloud, extending over that quarter of the heavens.
"Is that a snow-bank ?" asked Josey.
"It is a bank of snow-clouds, I suppose," said Jonas.

"They call it a snow-bank." By the time that the boys reached the mill, a hazy appearance had overspread the whole sky.

They took out the grist, and left it to be ground, and then immediately got into the sleigh again, and commenced their return.

Before they had gone far, the sky became entirely overcast, and the distant hills to the south-east were enveloped in what appeared to be a kind of mist, but which was really falling snow.
"How windy it is!" said Josey.
"No," said Jonas, "it is not much more windy than it was when we came; but then we were riding with it, and now we are going against it.

You feel cold, don't you ?" "Why, yes, a little," said Josey, "now the sun has gone, and the wind has come." "Well, then," said Jonas, "get down in the bottom of the sleigh, and I'll cover you up with buffaloes." So Josey crept down into the bottom of the sleigh, and Jonas covered him up; and he found his place very warm and comfortable.
"How do you like your place ?" said Jonas.
"Very well," said Josey, "only I can't see where we are going." "Trust yourself to me," said Jonas.