Democratic Sentinel, Volume 19, Number 17, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 3 May 1895 — Four Feet of Snow. [ARTICLE]

Four Feet of Snow.

I have seen, four feet of snow fall in eight hours, said Conductor Cobb of the Maine Central to the Lewiston Journal man, and yet It was so light that you could wade through it just as you can through water. It was In the Sierra Nevada Mountains—a sort of frost-like snow that falls In the night, burying everything. Twelve feet away from another man you can just see him, with a sort of halo around him, as though somewhere the sun was shining through the storm. In these storms it is impossible to tell direction or distance; One is simply lost when only a short distance from camp. In the morning we walked down into town. One man went ahead breaking the snow, which came nearly to bis armpits, as he moved through it He would tread until tired, when he would drop to the rear, and some one else would lead the procession. As we walked Into the valley it grew less, and down below in the town there had been no snow, and all the time the sun or the stars had shone. Such-a snow goes like the dew—disappears, evaporates.