Day had broken cold and gray, exceedingly cold and gray, when the man turned aside from the main trail and climbed the high earth bank, where a dim and little travelled trail led eastward through the fat spruce timberland.
 
 

El día tenían frío quebrado y gris, excesivamente frío y gris, cuando el hombre dio vuelta aparte del rastro principal y subió la batería alta de la tierra, adonde viajaron un dévil y poco rastro conducido hacia el este a través del timberland spruce gordo.
 
 

The day they had cold broken and gray, excessively cold and gray, when the man gave return aside from the main sign and raised the high Earth battery, where traveled a dévil and little sign lead towards the east through timberland spruce fat.
 
 
 
 
 
 

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So the old man and the young shook hands and John walked away with tears streaming from his eyes. Ten minutes later he had passed outside the city limits, and he stopped to glance back for the last time. Over the gates the old-fashioned Victorian motto seemed strangely attractive to him. His father had tried time and time again to have it changed to something with a little more push and verve about it, such as "Hades--Your Opportunity," or else a plain "Welcome" sign set over a hearty handshake pricked out in electric lights. The old motto was a little depressing, Mr. Unger had thought--but now....
 
 

Ainsi le vieil homme et les jeunes se sont serrés la main et John a marché loin avec des larmes coulant de ses yeux. Dix minutes plus tard il avait passé en dehors des limites de ville, et il a cessé de jeter un coup d'oeil en arrière pour la dernière fois. Au-dessus des portes la devise démodée de Victorian a semblé étrangement attrayante à lui. Son père avait essayé à maintes reprises de la faire changer en quelque chose avec peu plus de poussée et verve à son sujet, tel que " Hades -- votre occasion, " ou bien un positionnement " bienvenu " ordinaire de signe au-dessus d'une poignée de main chaleureuse a piqué dehors dans les lumières électriques. La vieille devise était un enfoncement, M. Unger avait pensé -- mais maintenant
 
 

Thus the old man and the young people tightened the hand and John walked far with tears running of his eyes. Ten minutes later it had passed apart from the limits of city, and it ceased throwing a glance behind for the last time. Above the gates the obsolete currency of Victorian seemed étrangement attractive with him. His/her father had tried on several occasions to make it change into something with little more push and liveliness about it, such as " Hades -- your occasion, " or a " welcome " positioning ordinary of sign above a cordial hand-shake has outside piqué in the electric lights. The old currency was a depression, Mr. Unger had thought -- but now
 
 
 

So the old man and the young shook hands and John walked away with tears streaming from his eyes. Ten minutes later he had passed outside the city limits, and he stopped to glance back for the last time. Over the gates the old-fashioned Victorian motto seemed strangely attractive to him. His father had tried time and time again to have it changed to something with a little more push and verve about it, such as "Hades--Your Opportunity," or else a plain "Welcome" sign set over a hearty handshake pricked out in electric lights. The old motto was a little depressing, Mr. Unger had thought--but now....

Thus the old man and the young people tightened the hand and John walked far with tears running of his eyes. Ten minutes later he had passed apart from the limits of city, and he ceased throwing a glance behind for the last time. Above the gates the obsolete currency of Victorian seemed étrangement attractive with him. His/her father had tried on several occasions to make it change into something with little more push and liveliness about it, such as " Hades -- your occasion, " or a " welcome " positioning ordinary of sign above a cordial hand-shake has outside piqué in the electric lights. The old currency was a depression, Mr. Unger had thought -- but now

 
 
 

So the old man and the young shook hands and John walked away with tears streaming from his eyes. Ten minutes later he had passed outside the city limits, and he stopped to glance back for the last time. Over the gates the old-fashioned Victorian motto seemed strangely attractive to him. His father had tried time and time again to have it changed to something with a little more push and verve about it, such as "Hades--Your Opportunity," or else a plain "Welcome" sign set over a hearty handshake pricked out in electric lights. The old motto was a little depressing, Mr. Unger had thought--but now....