DISHEARTENING.

Is this New Haven weather? No! it is snow, rain, slush, fog, mist, puddles, glare ice, falling avalanches from the caves, falling snow-balls from the open windows. No walking, no driving, no sleighing, wet feet, damp clothes, no appetite, Lenten housekeeping, everything gloomy, papers publishing about the "Suicide Club," men grumpy, money scarce, and your umbrella stolen. [Courant.