“The Eastern states have seldom been troubled with earthquakes worthy of notice, except in one case.
November 18, 1755, was a day-long to be remembered in the annals of New England for a remarkable earthquake. The convulsion was greater and more terrifying than ever experienced before or since in this part of the globe. It is said that the ground swelled and rolled like the waves of the sea.
The evening was clear and serene, not the least current of air could be felt to move. The full moon shone in all its mildness, and all things seemed to be silent and in thoughtful meditation.
Suddenly, the undulations of the air accounted for the approaching awful catastrophe.
The ground rose so abruptly and so suddenly the leaves of the forest rose from the ground and floated about in the air.
The first shock was followed by two others, but they were comparatively light and did no harm. The first shock burst in several places in the area and honed out great quantities of earth and water.
In one case, it raised a house so high that a cradle with a child in it was thrown from one side of the room to the other.
This quake was so convulsive it filled the minds of both man and beast with consternation.”
Respectfully submitted, Sue Basile