Mistress Salmo Fontinalis
Calls the roll,—just thirty-nine!
[A] Brook-trout.
[HOW THE WEATHER IS FORETOLD.]
By James H. Flint.
In former times, the chief herald of the weather was the almanac, which ambitiously prophesied a whole year of cold and heat, wet and dry, dividing up the kinds of weather quite impartially, if not always correctly.