“I was in a lot of trouble: I had an urgent trip ahead of me ;. A seriously ill patient waited for me ten miles from here in the village ; The strongest storm filled with snow a lot between him and me space ; I also had a wagon, light, on big wheels, for our rural roads what was needed. Wrapped in a fur coat, with a bag in my hand, I was ready to leave, and all trampled in the yard there was no horse! Where is the horse? My own mare surrounded just last night, unable to withstand the test of ice winter ; And the maid was running around the village, trying to ask someone for a horse, but everything was useless, and I knew that there would be no use, and stuck here like an unrepentant, snow fell on me, turning me more and more into a stupor.