43 What can one do throughout this season? Step out and stroll? The countryside’s an awful sight, and that by reason of its inert, undignified and naked state. Should one go riding across the barren tundra, sliding upon the treacherous ice below, and risk a fall which lays you low? Well, stay at home, however dreary, and read de Pradt, or Walter Scott! No fun? So tot up what you’ve got, complain, or drink until you’re cheery again; the weeks will pass you by, your winter woes will seem to fly.
