Beautiful snow scene. Yesterday it stormed hard all day commencing with rain & ending up with snow which con- tinued falling through the night, until at daybreak this morning the ground was covered to the depth of a foot on the level & badly deep in places; altogether by far the heaviest storm that we have had this year. Started off immediately after breakfast walking up to the Cobridge farm. Striking into the pine woods along the Mt. Auburn fence I found the trees fairly laden down with the moist snow which had clung to very twigs. The apple orchard adjoining was as thick and shaded as when in full summer foliage, but the most beautiful sight of all awaited me at the Cedar bridge behind French's. Here the trees bent in many cases nearly to the ground by the weight of the snow, formed arches and romping bowers beautiful beyond description. The cart path through this grove was fairly roofed over by cedars and yellow pines the tips of some trees thirty feet high fairly touching the ground. Walking beneath them the beauty of this fine immaculate feathery foliage was most exquisite, and a little later when the snow had begun to drop off in places the bright green of the yellow pine needles show out in fierce contrast to heavy masses of spotless snow. While my eye was taking in all these delights my ear was not less pleased, for the cedars even fairly shriek with fox garrrows and I believe that never before in any other field