St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1892-11-13
WHERE Ar They ATT?

Written for the GLOBE
You may talk about the cyclones that dis
lurb the woody West
And sweep down on their cities like veri-
table pest,
Those monsters with the funnel cloud of
wild and scowling mien,
That cut their way with giant force, like axes
swift and en-.
You may pirate of winter billiards., an d the
havoc that they make,
The fearful desolation, too that follows in
their wake
We recognize their awfuness ere yet such
storms have passed,
But they really ain marker to the storm OF
Tuesday last.
Great storms are often local. but this storm
swept all the land
And spread destructive violence and ruin on
every band.
Some pious individuals, who CHANGED to be
abroad
Assert i'll bated whispers, twas the angry
wrath of God;
Bnt strange as it may seem, the wind, thus
out upon Dat
Chastised the poor Republican end spared
the Democrat
And over all the G. O.. P. a gloomy shadow
cast;
Twas really something terrible, this stor m
of Tuesday last.
Old Boreas, armed cap-a-pie, the weather
prophets state,
Went bowling down maJeStically upon the
Empire state
He found the Tiger peacefully reclining in
his lair,
But, loath to chide him in his rest, he kindly
left him there.
The grand old party chappies were less fort
innate than they,
And that night some $1,000 Reps had fallen
by the way;
The scene was one of grandeur-it would
take the artist Mast
TO do Justice TO the outcome of the storm on
Tuesday last.
The editor-yiee president, his honor White
law Reid,
Set out to cast his ballot on high protective
steed.
Defying, with his Tribune scowl, the now
approaching storm.
He waved adeu to Egan by the gate at Ophir
Farm.
He had an Irish amulet secreted in his tile.
pretty four-leaved shamrock all the way
from Erin's isle
But suddenly the hurricane descended thick
And Reid and Egan persisted in the storm of
Tuesday last.
The Windy City, faithful to the cognomen
it BEARS
Got such turning-over that the people said
their prayers;
The danger was so imminent no risk they
dared to take, =
For fear within an hour they would land out
in the lake.
Joe Fifer got his hair cut Just to disappoint
the wind
But Boreas was cunning and such trifes
didn't mind;
The Private and his party were discovered
by the blast,
And persisted at Chicago III the storm of
Tuesday last
Wisconsin got visit that she'll not forget
too soon.
From the awful devastating, great politico-
simoon
The Bennett law provoked the ire of mighty
Chieftain JoVe
Who right and left athwart the state his
shafts of lightning drove;
When Spooner saw his time had come he
blubbered. I'll be bIowed!'
Seeking shelter in school house (painted
red) hard by the road,
He thought that he could hide himself until
the gale had passed,
But, like Reid, he fell victim to the storm
on Tuesday last
Along the Mississippi stream the cyclone
howled and tore,
Foreboding wild disaster by its devastating
roar,
1t reached the city of ST. Paul in good and
ample time,
The tender frames of local Reps and rene
gades to climb.
''And now I'll finish up my work, - said
Boreas astute,
"By utterly annihilating YIN Hills friend
Knute;'
But Nelson took swipe at Joye as he was
rushing past,
And knocked the wind completely out of the
storm Oh Tuesday last.
M. j. DoNNE1LY,