I well remember, in school on a winter's day, looking up and observing some boy or girl, with painful grimaces, surreptitiously caressing a footful of empurpled chilblains.

We watched the Firangi as they struggled through the pass, their hands frozen and fingers unable to load their heavy muskets.

The New York exchange has kept hovering at only a little above the gold point.

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