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lights broken by the hail. Perhaps you can form some little idea of the force of the rain when I tell you it was driven into the pores of the wood of our north door and rendered it so heavy that I could scarcely open it the next day. We had no more rain till about ten when the thunder once more began to roar as a lion at bay, and the lightning to bring alternate day and night. The wind had shifted and now the hail beat against the windows of the rooms in which we are trying to sleep, but no injury is done. Poor Anna trembles in every limb, and a hot fever burns in her veins. She says she fears nothing, but the excitement stain covers about 3 words. About two in the morning the storm passed away and we dropped asleep. We have had a great deal of rain since and as our roof is still unrepaired a great deal of injury is done. I fear much of the plastering will have to be taken off and the north side will hardly be comfortable again this term.