Are we now living at the complete end of the Ice Age, or in a ""breather"" between ice ages? Mr. Woodbury claims that we have no way of knowing. He moves from a description of a great snow storm in New England directly to a strangely exuberant discussion of the Ice Age. His boundless enthusiasm is evident when he says,""....it is easy to see that the Ice Age is a long way from being dead and gone... it still has tremendous romance and great influence on man's affairs."" Parts of his excited elaboration are interesting, but only young snow-bound bookworms of scientific inclination will be drawn into the mood of the account and share the author's concern. Others will become weary of the accumulation of snow and ice. Much information (and conjecture) is presented.