The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1884-10-10

Has n Tumultuous Time with nm Adult
Dtnrer Opinion. cyclone a'''
Those who know me best will rcmem.
Der that l have never, openly or secretly,
written or uttered sentiment that could
in any way bewarpeL into an adverse crit.
cism OF the cyclone. Whatever may
have learned and Observed dcrogatory to
the cyclone and It's cruel and trcacherous
nature, I have relgiously kept to myself.
have even gone so fur rs to stand up for
and champion the cause OF the cyclone
when its enemies sought to damage it in
my hearing. Whenothers spoke in harsh
and severe terms Of the vandal, murder.
Gus work OF the cyclone, l said, "Ah, yes,
gentlemen, but do not overlook the great
work OF publication that is done by it in
its mad gyrations. Think how necessary
are these atmospheric upheavals to rid us
OF superhuous electricity and purify the
stagnant air." sS FF,y
l did this until I suffered personally
among men, and even the blue-nosed and
sore-eyed hoodlum pointed at me as
passed and said, "'There goes Bill Nye, the
friend nj the cyclone"
And what is my reward for all this :?
Like q peaceful Ute, stealing up through
the shetering ambush to saw open the
windpipe Of dear friend, comes the ring.
tail peeler OF the sky, scarcely moving the
green leaves rs he steals along the valley
on his hind legs. The air is like the at
mosphere OF death. No sound is heard
except the dull thud Of the woodlands AK
as 1t buries itself in the heart OF pine
tree that belongs 10 some else. The sun
has dropped behind dull gray cloud
that is faced with pale green.
Still lower down the steel-gr
and purple clouds come boiling over
the tree tops. The tree toad makes few
desultory remarks, Katy:did says good
evening" and the premature twilight has
come. Up from the southwest comes a
sul!en mutter, crush, a roar, like twenty
oceans in joint caucus, the rush OF falling
trees, the crash OF giant hail stones, the
thunder OF falling waters, and like the
charge OF heavens artillery it is over.
That is cyclone-one OF the adult varie-
ty when it is feeling well. When you see
one OF that kind sliding up into the sky,
DO not try to twist its tail as it goes by.
1t takes q strong, quick man to reach out
over the dashboard and twist the tail Of a
cyclone. He must be strong in the wrists,
cool-headed, and soon in movements.
The cyclone which visited northern
Wisconsin on the 9th inst. was abouta
mile and half wide, and lasted through
period Of time, [ would say, such rs
would be measured in pronouncing the
word "Scat!" in an ordinary tone OF voice.
It blew down three churches, sparing all
the saloons, jerked the school buildings
crooked, knocked the postottice silly and
demolished dozen stores and places OF
business. It killed two Of the most prom
Using young men and the purest Christian
woman III the village. Then it went cut
into the forest where I was riding along,
attending to my own business, tipped me
over and broke my leg Everywhere it
sought out the young and fair. 1t spared
the. old, the sinful and the tough, butspent
its fury on the tender, the good, the true
and the beautiful. It is surprising that it
jerked me galley west? No, indeed I am
only surprised that lam alive. Es
/ had intended to. say word or two
about what to do when you see cyclone
coming, but this letter is already too long.
One general rule may not be out OF place,
however. First, be sure that it is cyclone.
Then take your family and adjourn to the
State penitentiary. Those who have
spent the major portion OF their lives in
the penitentiary will remember with
pleasure the feeling Of security they ex-
perienced while there. l may say truly
that I have never felt that same old Sc.
curity myself, since L. But why rake up
old personalities? They will all come to
the surface when run for President.