Sunday March 1, 1914
Very cloudy morning, commenced snowing and blowing from the North about Three O'clock to night. Very stormy, snow melts soon as down, but it's getting colder. Certainly March comes in like a Lion, let us hope it goes out like a Lamb.
Harry went for the papers this morning, we passed the day reading and sleeping. I do not feel very well, nerves no better.
The meaning behind the phrase "In like a Lion, out like a Lamb".
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