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Abstract

When we * went to press last week, the 23rd, we mentioned that a storm was raging which threatened to be very disastrous. It grew to be even more disastrous than we anticipated. Such an one has not been felt here within the memory of man. Neither that of 1843, which destroyed Port Leon, nor the one of 1837, was so violent and terrible. It lasted from an early hour of the morning on Saturday [August 23] till near the dawn on Sunday - at first the wind blowing in squalls more or less frequent from the East, then about noon Saturday going around Southward, and increasing in violence and long continued blasts till it rose to a furious gale, which was about its worst at two o’clock nest morning, and after that gradually abating till daylight. It was’ raining nearly all the while in great torrents. Trees of all sorts and sizes were broken down or torn from their roots, and those that remained were rudely -stripped of their limbs and much of their foliage.- Houses were unroofed, some blown down, and others greatly injured, and fences generally in whole or in part were thrown to the earth. Altogether, the scene as it presented itself on Sunday morning was a vast chaos of destruction and of entangled streets and yards.

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