First came the wind. Swooping down on the Los Angeles district last week at 65 m.p.h., it toppled oil derricks, flattened orchards, roiled the harbor until shipping ceased, caused wide damage. Then came the fire. Started apparently by fallen power-lines, blazes flickered up in the night on three broad fronts, spread out through the dry, brush-matted hills of Altadena, Capistrano, Malibu. Soon the tawny, tumbled country on all sides of Los Angeles was a mass of crackling flame. Beneath huge billows of smoke, it sprinted across the arid hills, licking up bungalows...
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