anted to see tne

snow melted gone as a thing of the

past. But while we sit and gaze on

the snow we are reminded 01 a Deauci

fnl nnem we read once on 4 'the beauti

ful snow," w0will quote a few lines

from it:

Oh! the snow, the beautiful snow,

Filling the sky and the earth below,

Over the house-tops over the street,

Over the heads of the people you meet.

Dancing,

Flitting,

Skipping along;

Beautiful snow: it can do nothing wrong,

Flying to kiss the fair lady's cheek.

Clinging to lips in a frolicsome freak;

Beautiful snow from the heavens above,

Pure as an angel, gentle as love;

Oh! the snow, the beautiful snow;

How the flakes gather and laugh as they

go

Whirling about in their maddening fun;

It plays in its glee with every one,

Chasing,

Laughing,

Hurrying by.

We would be glad to quote all of

this beautiful poem if we had time and

space. It is said to be one of the

brightest gems in American literature.

The rains and snow have made a little

freshet in South River hence the rush

to ship timber and rosin. There is a

large lot of timber and some rosin on

the landing along South River. We

hope timber will bring a good price