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“But tell me how the ice is formed,

And what can make it float

Upon the surface of the lake,

Just like a little boat?”

“Our Heavenly Father, Jane, has filled

With bubbles full of air,

Each lump of ice—and we may see

His goodness everywhere.

“The air expands within the ice,

Just as its Maker pleases,

And rarifies to make it light,

Whene’er the water freezes.

“Thin cakes thus form in layers, Jane,

As you may often see

One ring within another, round

The body of a tree,

“And thus ’tis piled from week to week,

While Jack Frost is about,

Until the men with horses come,

To float the treasure out.”

“And what a luxury, mamma,

These large ice blocks will be

When summer comes, and we again

Such sultry weather see!

“Last August, I remember well,

When I came home from school,

How good the water used to taste,

With ice to make it cool.

“And then, you know, we used to have

Our butter hard and nice,

Our cake kept cool, and fish, and meat,

Preserved with lumps of ice.”

“Yes, dearest, God is ever kind—