Suddenly, out of the chimney of one of the cottages, volumes of smoke ascended in clouds towards the heavens, and in the midst of those clouds rose, on a besom, a witch. As yet there was not a single group of young peasants to be seen under the windows of the cottages the moon alone peeped stealthily in at them, as if inviting the maidens, who were decking themselves, to make haste and have a run on the crisp snow. The frost had grown more severe than during the day but, to make up for this, everything had become so still that the crisping of the snow under foot might be heard nearly half a verst round. A bright winter night had come on, stars had appeared, and the moon rose majestically in the heavens to shine upon good men and the whole of the world, so that they might gaily sing carols and hymns in praise of the nativity of Christ. The last day before Christmas had just closed. Nikolai Gogol 2991713 The Night of Christmas Eve 1860 George Tolstoy
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