Snow on the ground.
Rainy and blustering — turning into a big fall of snow soon after noon. . . . A big snow-storm — wind whistling in its
wintriest way. Not so severe as the northwest storms of the lake shore, but
respectable.
SOURCE: Charles Richard Williams, editor, Diary and
Letters of Rutherford Birchard Hayes, Volume 2, p. 179
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