Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1866-08-15

drowned, like rats in q cellar, that l re
coilGd from it. All this takes little tim
to describe /; but the rise of the water wal
so slow, that more than half an hour hat
elapsed since it first entered the vault
And now again came the rumbling Of tn
earthquake. and the sickcning sensation
of its shock. The place shook. the wate'
was agitated, audpartially subsidized. Fol
a time could not believe my eyes ano
expected to see it rise again; but
watched it closely. and found. to my
great joy, that it was rapidly diminish
ing. 1t was certainly moment of In
tense relief. though our danger was moi
all over. We were saved from immedi
ate death; but how were we to be eItri
Gated from our living tomb? how we're VIC
to make our situation known to others?
For several hours we remained in this
state--part of the time with the addition
al horror Of darkness, for the lights had
burned out. and we had no others to re.
place them. can't tell il 4 or any else
SLEPT, but | know that after time We all
appeared in state of stupOr, for not .
word was uttered. At one time, ] fan
cied my senses were leaving me, for my
brain was filed with strange unearthly
visions. From this ! was suddenly
aroused by the most appalling shrieks.
"W'hat is ~" asked l. " What is
the matter ?"
1.-The water coming in again! Don't
you hear it ?" cried Mrs Seuter.
listened. There was nosie, Ger.
taiuly, but it did not appear to be that
of water; then it ceased. l felt about
me; but my senses were so numbed, that
] could not tell if the water was rising or
falling, or indeed, if there was any water
at all. l listened again. aud most GER
taiuly there were sounds, and that they
came from above was unmistakable. At
first they were ihdistinct, but each mo-
ment they became palmer. and at last
could distinguish the blows Of picks, then
then the noise of shovels, and these at
last were mingled with the shouts of hui
man voices. Help was truly at hand.
The sense of reprievo from such a situa-
ton was more than the most stoical could
could have borne with Indifference, and
we all joined in the shouts of the negroes
t. their comrads above. A few minutes
after this to our indispensable delight,
the trap opened, and CLEAN Of sunlight
burst in upon u.s.
I shall nor attempt to depict our feel
iDgs or the wild joy Of the negroes both
above and below; nor shall l be able to
give any correct notion Of the manner in
which Mrs. Seuter conducted herself, so
frantic was her joy Iouly know that
Mr.. Gordon and his two daughters EN-
braced me in their excitement, and ]
thought the latter experience very agrea.
tble. a
Our final dcliverance was delayed for
some time for the want Of q ladder
While one was being procured the ne.
groes and people above were very anxious
to know if we were all safe. ta b.
"Dar Massa Gordon" said one
And dar Miss Grace and Mary" ex.
claimed another. .....
"And de little buckra, Mass ONION"
(the nearest approximation to Spunyarn
q negro could make, J" he all right too"
"Me piccaniny, me piccaniny!' cried
the poor yonng mother from below.
"Ah. Pyscbe," answered mans voice
from the trap, "You is bad girl. You
lef your child in de bed and you tink
nothing OF. him, but run way and take
care Oh yourself; but he all right tank
God" l- ,t,...
1t is singular. but nevertheless true,
that amidst the wreck Of the negro.vil.
lage, the child was found unhurt, and.
few minutes after we reached the
ground. was 10 the arms Of its mother.
The first thing we did on arriving al
the surface was to look round to see tn.
devastation which the hurricane had pro
duced., ussg..a Ed 81. .tI
The scene Of destruction which our eyel
fell upon was something which baflc'
description. The whole face Of the coun
try was as il were changed. 1t looked n
though q burning blast had traverscd th'
island, for where yesterday everything
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