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We should be content to leave it to our Maker , who has made even this world so beautiful , and this life , rightly used , so glorious . '' July gave place to August , and the family of cousins , into whose circle Mr. Leslie had been received , lived a happy life in the old stone house . The heat of the dog-days was tempered by the lake breeze . At ten in the morning it came sweeping over the water from Canada , and men walking through the hot streets , felt its gentle coolness on their foreheads , and took off their straw hats with a sigh of relief . In the evening it came again , rustling through the trees with a refreshing sound as though the leaves were reviving from their parched stillness ; people came out to meet it , the piazzas and door-steps were crowded , and all the closed blinds were thrown wide open to catch the blessed coolness which promised refreshing sleep . `` You dwellers by the lake-shore know nothing of the real August heat in the lowlands , '' said Mr. Vinton , one evening as he sat among a group of visitors on the piazza of the old stone house . `` Here the lake breeze is invariable , but a hundred miles south , days and nights pass with alternate blazing heat and close , lifeless darkness , the latter even more trying than the former .