...had that peculiar oppressiveness which nearly always precedes the coming of a tornado. I saw at once my suspicions were correct. Hanging from the greenish...strong, gassy odor, and it seemed as though I could not breath. There was a screaming, hissing sound coming directly from the end of the funnel. I looked up,...

...It was beginning to lift off the ground. Instead of going into the cellar, Will waited and watched: At last the great shaggy end of the funnel hung directly overhead. Everything was as still as death. There was a strong gassy odor and it seemed that I could not breathe. There was...

...could have stood there only a few seconds but so impressed was I with what was going on that it seemed a long time. At last the great shaggy end of the funnel hung directly overhead. Everything was as still as death. There was a screaming, hissing sound coming directly from the end of the funnel....

...could have stood there only a few seconds, but so impressed was I with what was going on that it seemed a long time. At last the great shaggy end of the funnel...death. There was a strong gassy odor and it seemed that I couldn't breathe. There was a screaming, hissing sound coming directly from the end of the funnel....

...could have stood there only a few seconds but so impressed was I with what was going on that it seemed a long time. At last the great shaggy end of the funnel hung direct!) overhead. Kverything was as still as death. There was a strong gassy odor and it seemed that...

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