The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1888-03-10
LIFE IN MINNESOTA.



Cool. Shady Climate.
NY attention has been called by some
thing have seen in the papers to the
cool, shady climate enjoyed by the State
Of Minnesota during several months OF
the year. Ispent the early part of my
life in the State, and listened many
thousand times to the statement con-
cerning the dry air. Perhaps my earliest
remembrance is of the doctor standing
over the cradle and looking down at
me. "Of COURSE" said tho physician,
che is squint-eyed and red-headod in
tho extreme. but our fine, dry atmos.
phere will bring him out all right"
The people of Minnesota have never,
as class, lost their enthusiasm on the
subject of the dry air and the impossi-
bility of feeling the cold. Some indi-
viduals have. of course lost some of
their ardor, but the people as whole
remain true. Ircfer above particularly
to man once saw get up in u public
meeting to speak in eulogistic terms OF
the dry air. He had just opened his
mouth to begin, when y long, gray
streak of it happened to cone IN the
key-hole and freeze his mouth open, so
that it was necessary to put his head in
the oven to thaw it out.
This booming the dry air is discourag-
ing work, but still the hardy Minnesota
pioneers keep on. Nothing daunts
them. A member of the Legislature
rises in his place to introduce bill de-
claring Minnesota a winter resort, only
to find his teeth frozen together. But
the bill is eagerly seized by the nearest
member and passed, and becomes q
law.
They know no such word as fail. The
rugged Minnesota editor sits in his
office, and while the dry air whistles
; around the corner and blows the old
pair of pantaloons out of the broken
window.pane, he writes an article on
"Cool, Dry, Minnesota Weather versus
Southern Rain and Slush."
There, amid the roar of the crisp, dry
blizzard, surrounded by the howl of the
business manager for more coal on the
fire, hemmed in by the harsh rasping
of the surgeons saw as he amputates
the frost-bitten right leg Of the city edi-
tor-there. / repeat, with an ice palace
to the right of him and a toboggan slide
to the left of him, and amid the squeak
ing of the mercury in the thermometer
as it sinks to still lower depths, sits the
vigorous Minnesota editor writing an
editorial on "Frost and Health, as OPP
posed to Malaria and Death"
Several years ago a man by the name
| of johnson came out to Minnesota.
He had never had any experience with
blizzards, but the people all assured
him if he was ever caught out in such a
storm he wanted to hang on to tree if he
could find one. There were so many trees
growing up in the country now, they said
that the storms had lost much of their
force. They told him anybody could find
his way in storm if he could only
get to some trees. Shortly afterwards,
while large bluish-gray blizzard was
tearing about the country. this man
had occasion to go to II neighbor's place
mile or so distant. With calm.
childlike faith which it was beautiful to
see Mr.. johnson cut down q couple of
small fruit trees. took them under his
arm, and walked out into the unknown,
trackless storm. After he had wandered
three days and three nightshe ran onto
an agent for u nursery frozen stiff and
with over hundred trees in his wagon.
Then Mr.. johnson lost faith in trees
and lay down beside the agent.-F. II.
Car7uth, in Chicago Tribune.