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Show BIG SNOW IN MAINE. The Old Residenter Remembers a Fall That Beat This Winter's Big One. There was a full bench of crossroads philosophers gathered in the store and postoffice at the Corners the other evening. even-ing. The "pestiferous snow" was the first subject to which they gaviatten-tion. gaviatten-tion. Solomon Growles, ,wh() bag just come in from a day's chase of & fox, with snowshoes and gun, declaren with more solemnity than usual to him "Snow's more'n 40 foot deep over on the back side of Smith's hill. I can Bwear to that, fer I've measured it." "That's purty deep for hereabouts," put in old Elijah Scammon in his softest soft-est tones, "but it can't hold a candle to what I saw in 1848 up north of Brassua lake. That winter our tote road for more'n a quarter of a mile ran through a notch 'tween two purty good hills that come up close together. Mebbe the sides of that notch was about 200 feet higher 'n the road. Well, on the 23d day of February there came a storm that lasted three days. Yer never saw it snow so in yer life, an the wind blew jest orful. When it was over, we dug out of camp an went ter break out the tote road, an I'm blamed 'f the snow wasn't so deep down whar the notch was that we couldn't find the place or them hills at all. It was all smooth snow, level all over 'em, an when we came out in the spring they hadn't come in eight yet. That was 'bout the deepest snow I ever saw." " Yaas, I ebouldn't wonder 'f 'twas," said Solomon meekly, while the laugh went round. Lewiston Journal. r ' ' |