The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1885-03-19
B0REAS on A BENDER.
A Snorting Cyclone Sweeps
Over Pulaski.
aouse-tops Fade Away Like Snow
Flakes CO q Hot Steve.
A Moment of AgOnizing Fright
luinesS and impending
Peril.

ghtful destructiveness last Thurs
day afternoon at APO, the beholdel
WAS smitten with q terrible reaiiza
ton of puny helplessness. No word:
describe the terror of man stand
ing in the track Of a tornado anC
seeing the strongest structures Of
man and even natures fixtures
crumbling to pieces and flying heav-
onward. Such experience came to
many who for some moments had
beheld the ominous threatenings in
the west and stood in admiring
awe Of Boreas as he blew his
mighty breath hither and thither
and tossed the black MASSIVE clouds
Belter-skelter upon each other 10
rapid disorder, and in less time
than you could number the houses
that were uHroofed a work of de
struction was wrought which it will
require days and days of the labor
of many mechanics to repair. The
business machinery of the town was
running on as usual, men were pass
ing to and fro about the streets, Ia
dies were out for their afternoon
strolls or hunting in the stores for
pretty and costly dress patterns, bet
ter adapted to spring than to their
husbands bank accounts, when
suddenly as a clap of thunder the
crash came, and quicker than the
machinery of the town clock-well
regulated and oiled by that careful
expert, Monsieur GodefrOy-ce could
drive the hand over sufficient space
to register one minute of feeting
time, the cyclone had skipped up
the alley leading over to East Hill
and was gone. And what had it
done? 1t had felled trees to the
earth which had beautifed and
shaded the streets of Pulaski, the
| seeds some of which may have been
planted by the proVident squirrel
when he scratched in the cane brake
where Esq. Patterson used to Kill
bears and where the red skin built
his wigwam. 1t sent entire tin
roofs of substantially built build
ings flying through the air like
chaff out of a Mccormack separa-
tor. 1t nipped off the corners of the
best houses in town as an OK nIp5
the grass and demolished others as
the lightnings ofheaven splinter the
trees of the forest. 1t upset fences
like Sullivan in prize fight with
a crowd of Peck's bad boys. 1t
toppled old, smoky chimneys and
filed the atmosphere with bricks,
mortar and SCOT, as a sea breeze in
Florida is laden with the sands of
the beech and it's active inhabitants
like the one the IriShmap didn't
put his finger on because he wasn't
there. 1t swept from in front of the
store-houses all of the awnings, as
the grocery clerk hustles before his
new broom the hulls from the pea
nuts the loafers did eat, and no
more may the b'hoys stand under
the drippings of these kindly pro-
tections FROM the sun and the rains
while the policeman passes on the
other side-of the lamp post. Tin,
bricks and shingles from the house
tops, limbs from the trees, lumber
from the mills, timbers from the
awnings, glass from the doors and
windoWs, etc. DC, from several other
places, were miKed ap on the streets
sorter like a mince pie or hotel
hash-helter SHELTER, zigzag, cata-
wampus and fipfap, hades-west-
and-crooked. Many other things
did this cyclone before the heart OF
the worse scared man on the south
SIDE had time to beat six. 1t did
not, however, hurt anybody serious
ly, and that such is fact seems
more remarka able than even it's most
curious freak. How so many mis-
sizes, of so many kinds, flying in so
many different directions, when
there were 50 many people exposed
to them, could have failed to pro-
duce death, or at least dangerous
wounds, can only be accounted for
upon the theory that they were di-
rected by q merciful Providence.
There are few persons who were
slightly hurt, some who narrowly
escaped fatal or serious injury and
many who gere scared as badly as
were the rats in the old mayors
office last Friday night when they
first smelt the fire. A brick was
blown from the top of Cannon's
shoe store and struck Mr.. Thos. II.
May on the arm, who was hiding
from the wiad behind the corner,
but it was a glancing blow and q
bottle of IMMINENT and few slight
pains is all it cost him. The tin
roof from Mays book store, falling
on the opposite side of the street,
lowered over Mr.. Pearcy's express
wagon, team and all, as hen gath
eth her chickens under her wings,
and Mr.. Jack Hagsrty, the driver,
squatted under the horse as the lit
tie chick squatteth under its mater
nal protector. He and the old
blind horse and the wagon all es-
capped unhurt, yet for while they
were buried from sight beneath the
huge piece Of tin, Col. A, H. Aber
nathy was walking along the pays
ment near the Linden when the
blast came and he was blown
against the wall while the timbers
from the awnings few by him like
shot out of a gun, and he came
nearer losing his life perhaps than
any other person who was hurt.
One of the timbers glanced his
head, producing a wound, like the
beauty of some women, only skin
deep. Ray. Laird, cold, boss at the
gas works, was standing at the en-
CINE when he felt the house shake,
and instin actively stepped to about
the only safe place in the room,
barely in time 70 escape being bp-
| ried under 8 falling wall. The wind
| though seemingly not bent upon
killing was no rHsnector of persons.
1t even tackled the editor of the
CITIZEN and blew him, together
with Mr. Ed. R. Sumpter and Mr..
Joe Scott, against Sumpter Drug