Fairyland loveliness in crystal, rivaling the stalagmites of limestone caverns in fantastic form and gleaming whiteness, are likely to greet our eyes on any morning when winter hesitates between thawing and freezing, and a rain falls that solidifies into ice wherever it strikes a solid object. Not only are trees thus glorified, but also the humblest grasses and the small, wiry shrubs that lift themselves scarcely higher.
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