A deep, deep, deep, snow storm.
This takes us all by surprise, and frustrates all our plans for Church. I regret it much on Helen’s account, it being her first visit to New York. Dr Wicks, went to hear Dr Hawks in the morning, and to Williamsburg in the afternoon. It was very cold, and the wind blew terribly. The snow fell untill night, ten inches deep. The girls were quite sad, and regretted their jaunt down. I wrote some letters to Uncle Abe for the children. It was a dull day for us all.