I reverently believe that the maker who made us all makes everything in New

England, but the weather. I don't know who makes that, but I think it must be

raw apprentices in the weather-clerks factory who experiment and learn how, in

New England, for board and clothes, and then are promoted to make weather for

countries that require a good article, and will take their custom elsewhere

if they don't get it.

– Mark Twain