The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1869-09-23

mere morbid curiosity. The bercaycd and
sorrowing widows were easy to tell. None
of that Wild demonstrative grief that many
of the reports speak of could be seen on any
day since the catastrophe happened. There
was no loud, long wall, and all the sorrow
that gave itself vocal uttcrancc was confined
to few. Wet eyes and looks Of intense dcs-
oation too deep for expression might be seen
on every side. There was one beautiful
Young Welsh girl who excited a great IDEAL
of sympathy She had only been III TINS
country three weeks knew not Il WORD OF
English, and knew no one but the fine young
fellow to whom she was married III Wales,
and who went down in The vigor Of life
throu oh the fatal shaft on Monday morning
last to be brought out to-day at noon
\ black and swollen corpse. He had evil
IDENTITY struggled hard for life and surrender
ed with look of defiance on his face. Two
kindly women bore away the poor young
widow, who through the flooding tears cried
aloud in her native Welsh in tone OF voice
so touching as to melt a heart of stone This
was the saddest sorrow in the whole scene.
| The widowed women sit on their thresh-
holds. or lust within them, in silence, and
look straight before them with q stolid stony
stare. as if all things in heaven aud earth,
were dead; that is infinitely more mourntul
than the widest bursts Of wailmg could be.
Their neighbors glide in, and sit in silence,
and glide ont again, but these heed not their
going nor their coming. Always the same
straight and Regarding stare. rs il behind 1t
there were a kind of wonder the sun should
shine, and the river flow, and men and wo-
men 90 and come. now when all that made
| life worth living for was blotted out have
only seen two exceptions to this sepulchra
sadness. One WAC ln old Irish woman, who
sat upon the steps of her cabin This morning,
rocking herself to and fro, and grooming
lust artisulatelv in time to her swaying,
ooh, Tom oh, Tom" 1 wish it were
within the resources OF print to convey some
tlr-off shadow of the intonation she gave to
these two mono-.yllables) "Oh, Tom! Oh,
Tom. Why d;i You die? Why did you leave
me? Oh, Tom, Tom, Oh, Tom Oh, Tom"
What a contrast was this tG llt Welsh
widow who sat in her door, still as statue
and looked out upon, but not at. the careless
crowd, with an expression OF such utter woo
uopn her handsome face that many could moi
help turning from the path TO offer her kind
word or two. She made no answer ia them
but looked at them as if they were giving hel
her due, for which She owed them neither
thanks nor notice.
CLOSING WORDS.
1.-The last man is out" cried the Coroner al
halfpast one this afternoon. There was Al
absolute hush at first among the spectators,
but soon the murnrr of dissatisfied voices
showed that the people were not content &c
believe IT, One hundred and eght bleeding
blackened bodies had been brought up, and
the stencil of the dead mules was too great to
be borne. so the work of rcscung was stop
ped. Several persons said that friends OF
theirs had not yet been rescued, and so the
coroner had 4 consultation, at which the SUI
perintcndent of the mine. who had conducted
the work Of exploring, testified that twenty
four men had been sent down and had search
ed every part OF the mine. and no more could
be found. Considerable doubt exists in re-
card to the truth of this, Is it is known that
one cannot remain in the remote chambers
and gangwav more than five minutes. The
| friends of the dead, therefore, believe a
thorough search could not have been made.
| Lime and other disinitctants have been scat
tered through the mine, and very soon anoth-
er reconnaissance will take place. To-day
ninety burials have occurred. Along all the
winding roads, for miles about long black
threads Of mourners have moved slowly by.
There was a solemn stiffness in the air, ex-
cept when the church bells Of the adjoining
villages toled melancholy knell The ruins
at the mine We're deserted, and the homes OF
miners were left uninhabited Private houses
l in the township were dressed III mourning
and the stores closed. The mournors are 50
stricken with grief they cannot give proper
attention to the dead. The miners have act
ed as undertakcrs, washing and cotlining the
deceased, Some Of the corpses were put on
straw in the bottom of the wagons, and the
pine boxes which were to be their collins
served as seats for the wife and children OF
the dead The graves were dug by the
miners who work near here, and In the soli-
tude of the wilderness the victims of the dis
tressng casualty were left cold and alone