"Saturday, March 10, 1888 was a beautiful mild sunny day and I was dressed in a light colored suit, light English covert tan coat, silk hat, patent leather shoes, and met some young friends . . . and attended the Fifth Avenue Theatre, and from there went to their home in Elizabeth, New Jersey, to remain until Monday morning.

"Early Monday morning about seven o'clock, I was awakened, informed there was a severe snow storm, and a very few trains running . . . I discarded my silk hat, borrowed a soft felt and started for the Jersey Central depot, found a train about ready to leave for the City. We arrived at Communipaw about 9:30, boarded the ferry boat and presently we started for the Liberty Street ferry slip, but did not arrive there. We drifted around the harbor for about three hours and finally landed at Barclay Street ferry.

"I found a store open on Barclay Street, and purchased some rubbers, then started up Broadway for my home on Madison Avenue near 32nd Street, where I arrived later.

"There was no traffic on Broadway at all, and if I remember correctly little or none on the Elevated roads. I walked up Broadway, the snow in some places was up to the second story windows, the roadway was blocked, street cars, hansom cabs, trucks and other vehicles abandoned, and in many instances about buried in the snow.

"It blew a gale and between the cold and falling and drifting snow it was so severe, at times I turned my back on it, as my face would sting, facing the wind. Between Canal and 14th Street, I think I faced the full force of the storm. I did not meet a person on Broadway on my tramp up to 14th Street and Union Square, and at that corner the wind had full sweep. I stopped at the Spingler Hotel in 14th Street and had a drink of whiskey, and resumed my trip up Broadway to the Hoffman House where I had another whiskey, from there up to the Lyric at Broadway and 32nd Street arriving about 3 o'clock, had an excellent lunch and then home. When I arrived at my home on Madison Avenue I found the snow had drifted to the West side of the Avenue and the house was snowed up almost to the second story windows.

"I was about three hours walking from Barclay Street to my home at 32nd Street and I enjoyed it exceedingly. . . . This storm I faced coming up Broadway, had an unpleasant aftermath, my face and nose were badly frozen and became much swollen and painful confining me to my home for a week or so."