This section is from "The Horticulturist, And Journal Of Rural Art And Rural Taste", by P. Barry, A. J. Downing, J. Jay Smith, Peter B. Mead, F. W. Woodward, Henry T. Williams. Also available from Amazon: Horticulturist and Journal of Rural Art and Rural Taste.
We witnessed next morning the deplorable effects of a hail storm which occurred at Plainfleld, New Jersey, on the evening of the 24th of May last It would appear to have been extremely local, as no notice of it appeared at the time in the papers. Hail stones as large as Hickory nuts, of every shape, fell in great numbers, literally destroying the labors of the husbandman; and the rain, as if from a waterspout, inundated the whole neighborhood to the depth of two or three feet. An enthu-siastic Pomologist, residing on the spot, suffered most seriously. Nearly all his young Pears were indented by the hail as if by shot from a gun fired within a very few feet; Cherries and other fruits were either knocked or blown off, and the whole nursery of young trees was imbedded in the young leaves and fruits; the young growth of the trees was incised by the hail stones as with a knife, and thousands of young grafts utterly destroyed. Sympathy with the gentlemanly sufferer was met, however, by the cheerful reply: "I am a man.
It is not so bad as the shells at Sebastopol!"