"Twas not a trackless wind, but one which left behind it a broad and well marked track of destruction, of ruin, of death, of misery, such a track of fearful and impartial ruin as - with one single exception tthat of Oct., 1871 (Great Peshtigo Fire) — was never before made by the events within the borders of the State of Wisconsin. At between four and five o'clock the afternoon of Saturday the 7th inst. the Sky became overcast with black and threatening clouds, flash after flash of blinding lightening chased each other through the murky air, peal after peal of deafening thunder shook the firmest buildings to their very foundations, and reverberated with terrifying distinctness, with two short intervals, the rain decended in torrents for about one hour,when it ceased and immediately the clouds to on a peculiar and indescribable appearance which all who beheld it instinctively knew portended danger and destruction. The clouds in the northern heavens were moving westward with fearful velocity, and in the northern heavens they were moving westward  with frearful velocity, and in the southern heavens they were moving eastward with equal speed. At a point ten miles west of Oconto, and near the big ill just east of Stiles,, the two swift currents of air met, and after a few moments opposing of their fearful forces they united in a swift round dance of desolation and destruction.  The result of the union of those opposing forcesi was visible from many miles, taking; tlie form of an invertedl funnel with the papearance of leqaden colored mist, which apparently remained stationary for a munute or two, as if deliberating in its choice of victims. Its track was quickly chosen,  moving south east it crossed the Oconti  riverr near the residence of Mr. Peter Plain it dismantled the barns on the farm Thos. Duffy. Now fully off on its careen of vandalism it seemed to fairly laugh at such obstructions as human hands had built in its way. The largest trees in course were broken like pipe stems, or uprooted and hurled to incredible distances, striking 6the wing to the residence of the Rev. O.B. Clark it demonstrated to the Rev. gentleman "how frail are all things here below,"
next in its track it hurled from its foundations the new residence of Mr. Milton Weaver; further on the 

   The first obstacles which here presented to its fury were the School House, a commodious and strong structure,  the large and heavy residence of Peter McGovern, and the tine residence of Joseph Blackbird the two first on the south, and the last on the north side of  the  Pensaukee   River. The large School House was  hurled to atomss as though it had been a card house. McGovens house was unroofed, the  west side blown out and  what remained was lifted from its foundation,, turned completely round and let down in the road some  6 rodss away,   Mr.   Blackbird's  house was completely annihilated, even the foundation and sills havenot yet been found, the bridge across the Pensaukee at this point was totally destroyed.  The  village ofj Pensaukee proper was situated about 80 rods (1 rod is just over 6 feet)  east, or towards the Bay shore,  from the bridge and buildings just spoken of, and consisted.of the finest hotel in  Northern Wisconsin, one large Gang Saw Mill, Plaining  Mill, Flouring  Mill.   Machine shop, one large general  store,— just filled with new stock of goods - one very large boarding Ihouse,. two   large,  and several smal barns, .Rail Road Depot buildings,  and about 25-dwelling houses, all of which were partially or totally destroyed; the proportion of partially destroyed being to the whole number as one is to ten.   There was in stack and on scows in the place some 300,000 feet of  manufactured   lumber,   bellonging to F. B. Gardener and A. Eldred of: which not 13,000 feet will ever be available. The goods in the store were the property of Mr. A. Baptist, and are nearly a total loss.    The steam tug John Spry, one of the best on northern waters, was razed to her main deck,  her  machinery, being badly damaged, even the paddles were blown from the 

   Strong wagons and carts were broken into fragments with the same apparent ease with which the fragile buggies beside then were broken.

   Heavy logging sleighs were torn in pieces and scattered in every direction.

    Pieces of boards and timber were driven through the sides of the steamers, and through the wall of the brick hotel as easily as shot from a Colombaid could have been.
   In fact, without warning, and in 1 1/2 minutes time, the once busy and pleasant village of Pensaukee was whirled out of existance, and its site literallu covered with the broken remains of its once comfortave homes, and many  families who five nimutes before were in comfortable circumstances, found themselves wihout where with to cover their nackedness, or satisfy their hunger.

   Shortly after the Tornado had completed its terrible work the southern bound express arrived at the Pensaukee crossing; being unable to cross, the conductor at once backed the train to Oconto and there took on all the Physicians that could be found in the city, medical, and other stores with many citizens who volunteered their assistance and their means. And many willing hearts and ready hands spent Saturday night in minisitering to the wounded, and caring for the dead.

   Ever since the calamity a constant influx of visitors have been arriving at the scene, all bringing sympathy, and many bringing more substantial aid to the sufferers.
   It is estimated that up to date of this writing (Wednesday morning) from five to seven thousand persons have visited the scene of the ruin.
   From the best data at hand we estimate the causualties to be as follows;