With us of the temperate section of this round world the case is altogether different-the day appointed a week beforehand for a party of pleasure being almost invariably rainy, blowy, haily, snowy, drizzly, foggy, cold, uncomfortable, villainous weather; or else so hot that the mere act of breathing is too much for feeble human nature-and this, too, whether the party is made for sailing, riding, rambling about in the woods, or even for dancing, or tea-drinking, or whist-playing in a warm, comfortable room.
"An Old Sailor's Yarns"
Nathaniel Ames
It had been blustery-so cold and blowy, in fact, that the six little Bunkers could not go out to play.
"Six Little Bunkers at Grandpa Ford's"
Laura Lee Hope
It was a nasty day, rainy and blowy and cold, and most of the fellows were huddling indoors around the radiators.
"Left End Edwards"
Ralph Henry Barbour