[Hosea Stout Diary] Saturday March 20th 1847. The weather this morning was cold and windy having turned to the North yester evening and was howling all night as in the middle of winter. We had a clear sky to day notwithstanding. I was around as usual. Today the mill started and promises well. It runs beautifully grand and does a good business. I arrainged the guard as usual.
[source: Diaries of Hosea Stout]