The Iowa plain dealer. [volume] (New Oregon, Howard County, Iowa) 1867-1895, 1890-12-25

HER CYCLONE HOUSE.


Press.
HER CYCLONE HOUSE.
why Little Nellie Did Not 500 tho Tsi z
Blow.
Nellie was happy enough when she
went to visit Auntie Sue. who lived
upon large farm in Kansas.
It was all new and strange to the
little New England girl. and as she
wanted to know all about every thing,
mamma and Auntie Sue we're kept pretty
busy in answering her endless ques-
tons. Sometimes they could MT an
swer them.
l once read Of little boy who was al
ways asking why
Some Of his Why's are not too hard
To answer, IL you'll try:
But Others. no one ever vet
Has found the reason why.
That was the way ii was with
questions.
There was one thing which she could
not understand about, although she was
told very often.
cyclone was a puzzle. THE child
will have to SEQ one-bcfore she UNDER
stands. but hope and pray she never.
ntrer WILL" said Anntie Sue in the same
breath.
why don't you want me to see
c'clone. when came such long ways
ing much grieved at such a heartless
wish.
u would rather that you never knew
any thing about one, my darling" and
she covered the questioning little face
with kisses.
When the hot summer days began
mamma prepared to go home. to the
cooler New England seashore.
One morning there was strange haze
along tho horizon, and Uncle Charlie
looked anxiously at the sky.
Before noon the wind was blowing
hard.
Guess the c'clonc is coming. now"
said chubby little Nell, trudging down
the walk with her arms full of wild
flowers. II don't want to go down in
the c,clone cellar. 50 I'll stop here. /
wish mamma was here-and Auntie
Sue.''
Then, almost glad that she would
know what cyclone was at last, Mel.
lie crept into the old sod house. where
Uncle Charlie had lived before Auntie
Sue came to Kansas.
1t was partly filled with old boxes
and barrels. but there was pile OF
straw in one corner.
Nellie lay down on this, her bright
eyes fixed upon the open door, to wait
for the cyclone to come. The day was
very warm, and the wind did not sound
as loud down in the sod house.
Neilie's eyes began to shut, though
she tried bravely to keep them open.
and she was soon sound asleep-so very
sound asleep that she did not hear the
see the strange things that happened
outside Of her dug out
Such 4 time as that was. Such ter
rible time! Uncle Charlie. Auntie Sue
and mamma ran downstairs and into
the cyclone cellar lat one end Of the RI al
onc) before they missed Nellie.
''Sit still. It will do no good to go
and look for her now. Listen said
Uncle Charlie. sternly, though he
brushed the tears from his eyes. as he
held mamma from running upstairs
again.
Then there was great crashing al
most above their heads and away went
the house in pieces.
Mamma tainted, Anntie Sue sobbed,
and Uncle Charlie looked sad enough to
cry, too.
Soon the sun shone again. The terri
BILE cyclone had swept on to destroy
other homes.
As they scrambled up out Of the cellar
Auntie Sue gave joyful cry, for the
first thing she saw was Nellie's puzzled
face framed in the doorway of tho old
sod house.
''Oh. my darling. my darling cried
mamma. and Uncle Charlie winlsed very
hard as he snatched her up and put her
in mammals arms.
I'VE shall have to live in your house
again, my dear" he laughed.
"Where-oh. Auntie Sue. was it
c'clone-was it?" questioned Nellie,
breathlessly.
Yes, dear" and Anntie Sues voice
ended in sob. as she thought Of her
lost home
And l didn't see it after all. was
asleep" and she looked long and earn
estly at the ruin around them, then ad-
ded slowly: '.I-didn't see it-but-I
guess-I--don't-wan tO-knoW-what
-a-c'clone-is 80 any more, Auntie
Sue ~ Youths Communion