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Sun power. --Thirty degrees below zero is the cry in some parts of New England, on some cold winter mornings, when the denizens hug the fire, and are cold at that. A few months past, and the farmer in haying time goes to the north side of his house, looks at his glass, and finds the mercury at 95 above in the shade. These are the ordinary annual extremes of teat and cold, and come of a change of the position of the world with reference, to the sun. When the sun seems to skim along from
the sun finally triumphs for the season.
What amazing power there is in the sun. It releases the monster icebergs of the northern regions and hids them final to the tropical seas.
It melt the last snow pile from the northern side of our New England mountains.
It penetrates the earth and brings up the frost from its lowest depths.
It starts vegetation, from its long winter sleep, sends the had through the trunk and out into the branches of the largest and tallest trees, clothes them wit