The Lake County star. [volume] (Chase, Mich.) 1873-current, 1877-03-29
A Tale Of the Big Snow.

| o.. I0lo OF tno Big SnOWs
After the last heavy snow-storm Mrs
Peewit discovered that the roof leaked
and that afternoon on her husbands re
turn from the Office mentioned the fac,
to him, together with her belief thai
great damage to the ceiling might be
averted by his going up after dinner and
shoveling the snow off.
"Confound the old house, any wayp'
he exclaimed, tossing his hat into one
corner, his coat down on the lounge and
his rubbers into the cOal-scuttle.
"What's the use of swearingW asked
Mrs. p, as calmly as a summer noon.
"It's enough to make saint swear
you can't look cross-eyed at the old She
bang but something gets out of order" "
he scolded.
"I never knowed livin' man with
such frightful temper that didn't
fetch up on the gallows," said his spin
ster aunt, sourly.
"You 60 t thunderp he shouted.
"You're always swapping somebody up"
After he had finished his dinner Pee
wit paid visit to the roof, accompanied
by the family shovel, and succeeded in
cCldPlnk du luCu VI bklu Ou LIS bulub
against the ladder in his ascent.
"Well, by the jumping jingol that's
pleasant" he remarked, as gust of
wind darted around the corner of the
chimney, lifted his hat playfully off his
head and carried it into his next door
neighbor's back yard, where a woolly
and sharp-toothed spitz dog immediate
ly pounced upon and commenced re-
lieving it of its crown, while Peewit
bound handkerchief around his head,
shouted himself hoarse, and opened a
bombardment upon the dog with snow
balls, till the cook, hearing his yells,
came out, rescued the hat and threw it
over the fence, where Peewit on going
down found it, with the crown half
chewed out and the rim looking like the
top of pepper-box with teeth-holes.
Then Peewit waxed wroth, jammed
his seal.skin cap down over his ears, and
tied it on so tight with towel that he
couldn't open his mouth to let the pro-
fame expressions that were seething
through his mind out, and at one time
was in imminent danger of exploding
and blowing himself and shovel into
land where it's generally conceded to be
too warm for snOw-storms.
When he got back on the roof he
buckled himself right down to work,
and showed about two hundred weight
of the "feathery flakes" down on the
minister's head, who was bidding his
wife "gOod.bye" at the front door.
Then they carried the man of peace
into the house, laid him on sofa, bathed
his face with water, held hartshOrn un-
der his nose, poured whisky down him,
and dropped all the keys and knives in
the house down his back, and burned
his mustache off holding candle too
close to him to see if he breathed. He
came back to consciousness finally, and
they Strengthened the biggest dents out
of his hat, busted all the snow they
could reach out of his ahirt-bOsom, and
sent him home in hack smelling like
distillery, and with a very indistinct
recollection of how it all happened.
All this time Peewit. in blissful igno-
rance of what had transpired below, had
been gathering another snow mountain
together, which he now launched over in
time to bury an Italian image-vender,
with his load of wares, who chanced to
be passing.
Two Irishmen in coal cart, who had
witnessed the sad affair, stopped and dug
him out with their shovels, but it was
two hours before he had ceased gesticu-
hating and roofing around in the snow
heap for his plaster of Paris mocking-
birds and chalk dancing-girls. -:
Then Mrs. Peewit sent up the hired
girl to know if he intended to kill some
person and be hung for it, ard Peewit sud-
denly became aware of the danger in-
Cured by passers-by, and determined to
hail them before throwing any off; bu
this idea he was forced to abandon after
he made two attempts to save life by
shouting, "Hello, there. Look out !"
owing to an immense crowd collecting
on the opposite sidewalk under the i'm
preston he was going to commit suicide
by jumping of, and two policemen finally
forced their way up and arrested him for
creating disturbance and blocking up
the street.
He prevailed on them to release him,
after an explanation, and the crowd
dispersed, hooting and advising the
neighbors, who had their heads out OF
the windows, to chain up their old bald
headed lunatic if they didn't want to get
him hurt.
Then Peewit concluded to shovel ii
down into his back yard, and his spin
ster aunt, who had run out to empty
some tea leaves, caught about bushel
of the first lot on the back of the neck,
bringing her down on her knees, and
sending her spectacles and false teeth
flying into the swill-bucket. She had
crawled into the house, and was sitting
behind the kitchen stove rubbing herself
with arnica, thinking of the early Chris
tian martyrs, before the second lot came
down.
Two hours later, when Peewit had
got the roof cleaned, his spine nearly
dislocated, his hands blistered. and hi'
toes frost-bitten. he came down stairs
and found he had broken two windows
blocked up the doors leading from ths
house into the garden, making all hopes
of using them before the Fourth o
July simply out of the question, a cir
cumstance not calculated to soothe hi
feelings, owing to the winters fuel beinI
slowed away in snowed-under shed a
the back part of the garden.
He says now he wishes he was an ange
and didn't know a snow. shovel when b,
met it.
Wide.Tired Wheels.