The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1883-08-31
WESTERN.

Eleven of the victims of the cyclone
at Rochester, Mimi, were buried at Oak
wood Cemetery on Thursday the 23d of
August, in the presence of a vast concourse.
eat an early hour" says correspondent,
strangers began to pour in from all direc-
tions, and by noon the streets were crowded
with a surging mass of humanity The ex-
preston of sadness on every face told more
plainly than the fiuttering Grape or toll
ing bells the tale of mourning, desolation,
and death A procession was formed in
front of the Cook House, and started
for the cemetery. Literally the streets
from Broadway to the cemetery
gate were jammed with teams
The ceremonies performed were of the
simplest character. No dirge was sung, and
no sound was heard but the humble prayers
and smothered groans of unutterable
anguish The only tributes left upon the
close, clinging clay were silent, scaldng
tears 1t was by far the saddest
funeral that ever occurred in
Rochester. "A Rochester dispatch says
the official list of deaths in the
city gives the number at twenty six, and in
the immediate surrounding country ten,
making total of thirty-six; injured, eighty
two. Nine of the latter will die. The effect
upon the fields through which the cyclone
passed is only describable by saying
that the earth was left and that
was al. Scores of farmers who ate
their suppers with the pleasurable con-
seriousness that wheat and oats were cut
and shocked could not find in the morning
a vcstige of straw even, and those who had
not finished cutting met with no better
fortune, since the fields reaped by the
whirlwind showed not a vestige of vegeta-
tion. The track of the storm probably
averaged three-fourths of mile in
width, and the length OF the
course was fully fifty miles, two
thirds of which were under cultivation.
Corn was stripped to bare stalks, unless, in
deed, the stalks, too, disappeared, and the
dead domestic animals are TO be counted by
the hundreds.-George Mcdonald, who oc-
cupied an upper room at the Cook House.
in Rochester, thus describes the ap-
proach of the cyclone: II was standing at
the window, watching the approaching
storm, with mo thought of the fearful con-
sequences which would follow The sky
was mass of Ominous inky clouds, which
made the earth as dark as twilight, but was
Illuminated every few seconds by vivid
flashes of lightning shooting from one cloud
to another. A strange stiffness per-
vaded the hour-a hush as If there was a
sense of impending calamity To the
southwest / saw q black, funnel-ehaped
cloud approaching, which seemed to be re-
volving with great nspidity. 1 rushed to
shut the window, but before I could reach
1t there was a horrible crashing, banging,
and creaking-the whole building shook.
and the wind rushed with such
force as to throw me to the floor.
The shock lasted but few seconds -
freak of the wind was the driving of n
pine board through the trunk Of maple
tree. In q field near Dodge Center herd Of
twenty cattle was in the track of the
cyclone. OF these nine were killed, and the
horns of the eleven others we're found
sticking in the ground, indicating that the
cattle had been caught suddenly by the wind