human
Upon my word, what a country this is! said Mr. March.
gpt
Ten minutes ago it was winter; now it is spring.
human
Yes, said Zeb.
gpt
That's jest the way 'tis all through the winter; but next month ye'll get some winter in good airnest. April 'n' May's our winter months. I've seen the snow a foot 'n' a half deep in this Pass in May.
human
What! exclaimed Mr. March, now really excited.
gpt
A foot and a half of snow! What becomes of the cattle then?
human
Oh! said Zeb,
gpt
Then I suppose it is very muddy,
human
No, mum, never no mud to speak of; sometimes a little stretch of what they call adobe land'll be putty muddy for a week or so; but's a general thing the roads are dry in a day; in fact, you'll often see the ground white with a little sprinkle of snow at eight o'clock in the morning, and by twelve you'll see the roads dry, except along the edges: the snow jest kind o' goes off in the air here; it don't seem's if it melted into water at all.
gpt
Well, I'll give it up! said the Deacon;