Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1864-01-07

Com, COLDER, COLDEST.-if there
is any person III this section of country, Ell
ther male or female, or of any other pcrsua-
sion, who says the soil of this region is not
adapted to the raising of snow-banks and
cold weather. they talk just we do when we
lie The last day of the old year, arrayed in
its scpulchral robes, got its tail up, and ''dus-
ted" Not satisfied to yield up the ghost like
a sensible and very aged sinner it must throw
dust in the eyes of the newt born little cuss
and get him as mad as taillcss bull in the
glorious fly and mosquito season; and the
old. dilapidated "ffty-two-weeks" did do it ::
and we, foolish bipeds, were just silly enough
to imagine that she was just indulging in a
little merriment before grading herself for
her last sleep On Friday the little chap was
born. And such a coH baby! His mad stuck
right out ; and Old BOreas, who acted as mid
wife, arraved in chains of ice and bedecked
with jewels that glistened like glaciers in the
sunlight, put on airs and howed prodgiouslv
This windy god sported on his dignity. TAX
ing the New Year by its icy hand, twould
walk up to a spirit thermometer and Uov in
it's Hypcrborean tongue, and down would fall
its spirits-plump down to its ball. For the
past week the old storm king, leading the
new born" grown plump and ruddy in its in
fancy, asserted its right to WELD its icy sccp-
tire, and are, yes all, simply said A-men-ha
or miss!
Everything freezable listened to the svren
tongue of this old Hyper6ore, and friz We
noticed a man-yes, frame of flesh and
blood and bones-holding the ribbons to
span of spanking bags. Old IIyp. walked UP
TO him and said, 'Frzz-zr ~ and his face be
came as marble, and, like a ghoul, he fright
ened little boys and delicate females In all
his icy dignity, he met We renowned Towhead
of the Potomac and his breath, like halo,
became as chryStals, and ears toes and ater-
mediate, became as Stoacs-sold as Il tower of
mighty strength in his icy grasp.
This Monarch of the Glacier rcigns supreme
and yields no respect to persons or locations.
Upon the archcd windows Of the stately man
sion, he wreathed fantastic forms and placed
his signct upon the tomb of the old year.
The lowly cottage he entered with his new
born" anu shook his icy letters in the faces
OF the shiyering widow and the fatherless.-
He circled the forests and placed million
wreaths fjcweled ice upon the stately heads
of the forest monarchs; then bathing in the
springs OF his Hvpcrborean home, shook his
hoary locks in air, till in the sunbeam clis-
tened myriads Of frosty sapphire forms, and,
dancing down to earth, all creation bowe /
and whispered, Frost is King" But the
old cuss sometimes forgets his dignity We
know of hen roost visited by His Honor
and he said friz-z-z to the whole brood on the
roost, and the hens, cocks and chicks, all
froze standing and went up to their poultry
heaven on icy pinions, and their cackle may
perhaps be heard in the spring, but never
again during the reign of the Hyperborean
King.
Ice is good thing in mint julip, but in
the atmosphere in chunks, We can't see the
beauty of the thing. So to 40 below may
be agreeable to polar bears, but @e don't han,
kor artcr it.