Lightning Racket.

During the thunder storm on Friday evening the 15th, the house of Peter Mortimer, a farmer in Holland township five miles west of Markdale was struck by lightning. Mr. and Mrs. Mortimer and Mrs. Welsh, a neighbor woman, were sitting in the kitchen when suddenly the stove lids jumped off, the ashes flew in all directions, the floor burst up from under them pitching the three persons off their seats, Mr. Mortimer being thrown against the stove; the crash of window glass, breaking of crockery and general confusion all in the twinkling of an eyecaused the distracted inmates to imagine the end of the world had arrived. When the confusion had partially subsided they found the house on fire up stairs, but it was speedily subdued, and on finding that no one was seriously injured they discovered that every window in the house was smashed, nearly all the crockery broken comprising china dishes forty years old: the bottom was knocked clean out of a tea kettle which was on the stove, and one end of the house badly shattered. It was indeed a most remarkable freak of lightning.