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THE TWELVE MONIHS
wind blew fearfully and the windows shook in their frames,
old January stopped up all the crevices of the house with
snow, so that the cold might not enter this peaceful abode.
Dobrunka lived to a good old age, always virtuous and
happy, having, according to the proverb, winter at the door,
summer in the barn, autumn in the cellar, and spring in
the heart.