The Dawson journal. (Dawson, Ga.) 1878-18??, 1884-03-20

a. the mines close by and they
came aud it was lively times there
FIR a few days, and now everything
is as good or better than before.
wish al the suffers could do that
way, but alas, there are a hundred
families who have lost that money
could not rcplace-treasures of the
heart and home that Will never re-
turn. What terrible death. Verify
these cyclones seem ike things OF
life, or Instruments of Vengeance
in the hands Of the gods we read
about in old mythology, All THAI
ancient romance has recorded of Ajax
Hercules aud Jupeter or all that the
Arabian knights tell US Of the gem
does not 6urpass the power grandeur
and deslation Of the modern cyclones
It hum5les Us more than prayers or
preaching. 1t takes us uuawares.
It is the constant dread Of the timid
and defensless, and new it takes all
my philosophy TO keep my house
hold calm and sere.e. There is tie
basement, said I, and we could all
run duwn stairs and be beneath
the track of the cyclone, for it never
was known TO attack a basement that
was below the ground nor a sellar,
nor a we'll Mrs. arp LAID down knit
ting and said, you don't suppose for
moment that anybody III their right
mind would go down in tina, base
nent during a cyclone and have all
the tinbers uf the old house crash in
on them?' why my dear said I
the timbers of this house are old
fashioned and strong. Do you know
,hat ;hese silla are IA inches square
and all framed and draw pinned"
so much the worse, said she; 'thr
heavier the timber the heavier il
would fall on us. II the house was
light it might blow clean away and
leave US uAharm-d, bat these big
aills you tell about would just be lift
ed up little and dropped back IL
The basement
Wei then there is the flower pit,
said l. THAT is a good place.
There are no timbecs over that
But how are we going to the flow
er-pit,' said the girls. The cyclones
comes before anybody knows it, an /
while we are running to the flower
pit it catches us and carries US off.
Not only that said Mrs. Arp but
the trees are all about and they would
be pulled up by the roots and crush
down on the fower-pit and even the
sash frames and the glass could kill
US, and then there is always hail with
the cyclone and that would beat us
all to pieces-no Tn not going i'll the
fower-pi,.'
al night said I. We viii stay
right here in the family room and
see Il ont. | don't think it will do
anything but take the roof of.
why it tore Mr. Muntords big
strong barn all to pieces and killed
his mules sad she. 1t wouldn't
mind this house at all
Then where are you all going,
said l and there was silence for a
season. Finally Mrs. Arp sad
she wanted to move somewhere where
there were no storms or cyclones.
There is no such place this side Of
heaven, said !.
Last night h-y women folks stayed
up at neighhor Freemans to tea ana
about ten O'Clock he came down
alone aud said lie eanted somebody
20 g. up after my folks.
Wny ddAt by cone down with
YOU! >ad /. 'Af,aid, said he
afraid Of w.at?' said / Cyclones,
sald be- wa, about to express my
indignation when he SAID that they
had all been talking 400, -au
and ghosts and has wife didn't want
to be left alone aud 50 he left my
folks up there while he come down.
IL does look like spirits and magma
tlsm and cy clones ,.te about TO take
this country and man don't hardly
know whether it is worth while to
plant crop or not, hut reckon we
Will plant. We have been sowing
oats all the week as hard as we can
still living in hope that sunshine and
seasons Will continue and the earth
give lis increase aud this year be a
better Ole than the last. SO mote it
be. Bill ARP.