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In the morning George went bravely to school, a little proud that
he could pronounce so hard a word as "Popocatepetl." Not far
frown the schoolhouse was a large pond of very deep water, where
the boys used to skate and slide when it was frozen over.
Now, the night before, Jack Frost had been busy changing the
surface of the pond into beautiful crystals of ice; and when the
boys went to school in the morning they found the pond as smooth
and clear as glass. The day was cold, and they thought that by
noon the ice would be strong enough to skate upon.
As soon as school was dismissed the boys all ran to the
pond,--some to try the ice, and others merely to see it.
"Come, George," said William Green; "now we shall have a glorious
time sliding."
George hesitated, and said he did not believe it was strong
enough, for it had been frozen over only one night.
"Oh, come on!" said another boy: "I know it is strong enough. I
have known it to freeze over in one night, many a time, so it
would bear: haven't you, John?"
"Yes," answered John Brown: "it did so one night last winter; and
it wasn't so cold as it was last night, either.
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