1791  (1911)  There is little wind here, except with a snowstorm of fine snow. The French call it poudre or powdered snow, and to travel with that blowing in one's face is very disagreeable.
1832  The Canadians and Acadians call this kind of drift La Poudre.
1901  It was a goodly scene . . . the flowery tracery of frost hanging like cobwebs everywhere; the poudre sparkle in the air. . . .