A Tale from the Skidway 45 



" Now for the earth to look green was all 

 right, but for the sky to assume a strange 

 copper colored green was all wrong, so the 

 trees began stirring their leaves restlessly, 

 although there was no wind, and one could 

 not have discovered how it was done. 



" Then a green and yellow funnel, edged 

 with pink and saffron, and fringed with black 

 was seen trailing along the earth. When it 

 drew nearer it was seen that there was a 

 mighty commotion at the lower end of this 

 funnel, where there was a churning and roll- 

 ing and tumbling, with quick flashes of light- 

 ning, and fringes of cloud that looked like 

 rain or mist. 



" The nearer the funnel-shaped cloud drew 

 to the forest the more incessant became the 

 churning and roaring and the brighter the 

 lightning. The birds and the squirrels scur- 

 ried to their hiding-places, and the two great 

 fish-hawks that had built their nest in my 

 branches that spring, flew screaming home. 



" On came this great seething, maddened 

 funnel of wind and lightning, rain and hail, 



