A Disseminator of Poison.
Henry Hoglot. — So ye think ole Alvin ought ter be expelled from our society? What’s he been doin’?
Samuel Stubble. — Why, he’s a infidel!
Henry Hoglot. — Infidel! What’s that? What does an infidel do?
Samuel Stubble. — He don’t believe in anything. Now, ole Alvin said las’ Fall that the cornhusk an’ hog-melt theories fer prognosticatin’ hard Winters was all bosh; then he said that a man might as well grub up briers in the light of the moon as in the dark. But the last time I saw him he fairly put the cap-sheap on the shock.
Henry Hoglot. — Do tell! What id the blamed fool say?
Samuel Stubble. — Why, he said that a woodchuck would no more think of wakin’ up for groundhog day than he would for Sunday school!
Portsmouth Herald (Portsmouth, New Hampshire) Feb 21, 1899
On Groundhog day once more we might firm resolve to live aright. The groundhog is our boast and pride, and we should let him be our guide; our imitation he deserves, so let us mark his skillful curves and follow in his shining tracks and reach the goal or break our backs. He doesn’t shed the briny tear about the weather all the year; he lets the climate go its way unhindered; save on Groundhog Day; then he emerges from his lair to see if things be foul or fair. Just once a year he casts his eyes prophetic on the bending skies, then weather topics he forgets; he never walks the floor or frets. We human chumps, in heat or rime, discuss the weather all the time; we fool with the goose-bones half the day, and when we put those traps away, we study Foster or Irl Hicks, or almanacs or fiddlesticks. This waste of time is most absurd; the groundhog is a wiser bird.
The Newark Advocate (Newark, Ohio) Feb 2, 1912
…The Day When the Weather Will be Determined.
Groundhog….will be regarded as a prognosticator of the weather for 40 days following. It is said that if this dweller of the earth comes forth into the light of bright sunshine and sees his shadow, snow and rain will predominate, but if there is no shadow old Sol will hold sway. This superstition is based upon the old Scotch rhyme:
If Candlemas Day be dry and fair,
The half o’ winter’s to come and mair;
If Candlemas Day be wet and foul,
The half o’ winter’s gane at Yule.
The News (Federick, Maryland) Jan 31, 1903