It's really getting bad now exclaimed the man I hope it passes quickly it did not pass quickly for an hour the hill arranged on the house the garden the hillside the confeed on the whole valley the field was white as if covered with salt

with the satisfied expression regarded the field of right corn with its flower draft in a curtain of rain but suddenly a strong wind begin to blow and along with the rain very large hillstones begin to fall this truly did resemble the new silver coins the boys exposing themselves to the rain rain...