Attending the story of every cyclone there is something of the nature of a freak to be related. During the small twister in the Highland district recently, relates the White City (Kan.) Register, the almost incredible happened. But we must believe the story, for it was told by truthful men. Between two cornerstones of a barn (Mr. Ruthruff’s barn, we believe) the feathers and perhaps the foot of a chicken protruded. The stones were intact and showed no sign of ever having been disturbed by man or the power of the elements. But the chicken was blown in between those large stones by the fury of the storm in some manner. It was a chicken without a doubt, though pressed as thin as an onion peel. How did it get there? The theory shared by nearly all who witnessed the phenomenon is that during the storm and a sudden gust of wind the barn and the top stone were lifted sufficiently high to allow the chicken to be blown into the crevice and before the fowl could get out the barn settled down.

From— Omaha Daily Bee. (Omaha (Neb.]), 25 Aug. 1907. Chronicling America: Historic American Newspapers. Lib. of Congress.