This Old-Fashioned Winter.

This good old fashioned winter is still with us. It has stayed with us until most people are quite willing to see it depart. Last Friday afternoon a snow storm set in from the north-east and put about six inches of snow on the ground. Sunday night about nine o’clock the weather-vane whirled around, and out of the north came a gale that got up about as high as gales ever get in this neighborhood. It fairly shook the houses, banging shutters and rattling windows until timid folks were afraid to go to bed. Fortunately the damage in this neighborhood was slight. Part of the gable end of Dr. S. T. Knott’s brick house was blown in, the straw barracks on the Baker farm were tumbled down, while fences were flattened out in some places. In other sections much damage was done, for the storm was a general one. It rained and hailed and snowed all at the same time, but presently the atmosphere got so icy that falling weather was an impossibility. The wind seemed to be straight from the North Pole. Monday morning the thermometer was 8 degrees above zero at the REGISTER office. Tuesday night there was another big snow, and Wednesday a northwestern gale amused itself by blowing the snow hither and yon and piling it into fantastic drifts.