Arkansas State Gazette

The editor of the Cleaveland Herald makes himself merry about the great snow storms the papers east and south of him tell of. He says the dwellers about Cleaveland would accept of a foot of snow with great thankfulness about these days, and insinuates that the snow-storm stories from Down East look like tough ones.

If the editor will only take a walk one of these mornings this side of the "rise of land" he may find use for his snow shoes. Throughout all New England the snow lies from two to four feet deep on the level. Away down east in the State of Maine, as Downing would say, the snow is even with the fences and in the rugged granite state there are to be seen, on the opening, snow drifts ten to twenty feet deep, piled up by the action of the winds.

These snow drifts frequently block up the roads so as to impede all traveling for days. The highway surveyor then begins to bustle about. Men, oxen, shovels—snow sleds, cider, and blackstrap are put in requisition and the way the snow is banged about, the men and boys pushed off the sled head-foremost into the drifts, and the other jokes cut is a caution. There is no sport like breaking out roads Down East the day after the storm is over and when the sun shines out encouragingly.