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I have seen once such shoes on one little Indian child . Her mother made them . '' Then Harry made her try the crutches to be sure they were quite right , and , seeing that they were a little too long , he measured them with care , and carried them back to the shed , and there he shortened them and polished them with sand and a piece of flint , until he succeeded in making a very workmanlike job of them . At noon he brought them back , and stood in the doorway a moment beside her , looking out through the whiteness upon the transformed world . In spite of what that snow might mean to Larry Kildene , and through him to them , of calamity , maybe death , a certain elation possessed Harry . His body was braced to unusual energy by the keen , pure air , and his spirit enthralled and lifted to unconscious adoration by the vast mystery of a beauty , subtle and ethereal in its hushed eloquence . From the zenith through whiteness to whiteness the flakes sifted from the sky like a filmy bride 's veil thrown over the blue of the farthest and highest peaks , and swaying soft folds of lucent whiteness upon the earth -- the trees -- and upon the cabin , and as they stood there , closing them in together -- the very center of mystery , their own souls .