about nine o'clock in the
morning
There was , indeed , something almost ominous in the stillness of the morning . As we entered the spruce woods beyond the bushy clearing of the Old Slave 's Farm , Addison cast his eye southward , and remarked that there was a `` snow bank '' rising in the sky . Turning , we saw a long , leaden , indeterminate cloud . It was then about nine o'clock in the morning . By ten o'clock the cloud had hidden the sun , and by noon the entire sky had grown dark . The first breath of the oncoming storm stirred the trees , and we felt a piercing chill in the air . Then fine `` spits '' of snow began to fall .