H.J. Ross writes his sister Mary from Mosul in June, 1844:
"A most extraordinary thing happened here one day.... like a whirlwind a large troup of wild board rushed through the town, scattering everyone they met like chaff before them; they tore through the narrow bazaars, upsetting sweetmeat-sellers and fruit and water vendors and, as though possessed of the devil, precipitated themselves down the city wall about sixty feet high and were all killed or maimed. It was supposed they had met a lion...."
#mosul
#iraq
"A most extraordinary thing happened here one day.... like a whirlwind a large troup of wild board rushed through the town, scattering everyone they met like chaff before them; they tore through the narrow bazaars, upsetting sweetmeat-sellers and fruit and water vendors and, as though possessed of the devil, precipitated themselves down the city wall about sixty feet high and were all killed or maimed. It was supposed they had met a lion...."
#mosul
#iraq