"This day does beat
all," said the Widow Green as she came in, flushed and heated from the
dairy room. "I thought," replied my aunt, "I could bear either heat or
cold as well as most people, but this day is too much for me. I cannot
work, and I would advise you to give over too." "I remember a summer
like this thirty years ago," said Grandma, "the same heat continued for
nine weeks, and then we had a most terrible storm, and after that we had
no more to say very warm weather the rest of the season; and I am pretty
sure there is a tempest brooding in the air to-day, by the dull heavy
feeling about my head, which I always experience before a thunder-storm."
The heat had become so intense by noon that Uncle Nathan and his hired
men did not attempt to go back to the fields after dinner, but sat
listlessly in the coolest part of the house; they made some attempt to
interest each other in conversation, but even talking was an exertion,
and they finally relapsed into silence, and, leaning back in his chair,
Uncle Nathan's loud breathing soon indicated that in his case the heat
as well as all other troubles were for the present forgotten in sleep.
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