Curious Natural Funnels
The inountain canyons play curious pranks with the weather of towns situated at their entrance. In Boulder one day the sky was bright, the sun was shining serenely and the air was absolately without motion. It was a perfect morning. About 10 o'clock a strange roar could be heard afar off in the mountains. For half an hour it grew louder and louder, but not a breath of air stirred the dust on the streets of the town. Then there carne a rush of wind that almost took men off their f eet. For an hour dust, sticks and scraps of paper were hurled with blinding force. Locotuotion was nearly impossible. Then the wind lessened, the atmosphere cleared, and in a few moments the day was as placid as though the great mounfcains had given no nianifestation of mysterious forces. The eanyons act as funnels. They gather the wind in the big end, as it were, and shoot it out through the little end with its power innltiplied a dozen times. It's a startling freak til you are used to it.
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Ann Arbor Argus
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