Iowa voter. [volume] (Knoxville, Iowa) 1867-1874, 1871-02-23
Matchmaker & Jew
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cident occurred, the railroad company sent
to Poughkeepsie, and had all the carpen-
tiers that could be secured from that place,
engaged to help repair the damages to
their bridge. Many surgeons in the city
were also asked to go to New Hamburger,
and as quickly as possible, long corps
of physicians and surgeons were ready,
waiting transportation. The carpenters
were not ready, however, and the train
had to remain until noon before start
ing. It happened that all the sur
geOns were Of no avail, as the
Victims were too thoroughly
done for to give further trouble. The
company had the humanity to send for a
number of pine boxes to put the victims
in and convey the bodies to Poughlzeep-
sic. There, however, they lett them TO
the tender mercies of disinterested stran
gers. The bodies were actually piled one
on TOD of another in small undertaking
room of Mr. d. S. Mallory, and at night,
when all that had been found had arrived,
two or three men began the work OF
washing the bodies and laying them out
on the covers of the pine boxes. Although
there were two ladies and two young girls
among the slain, there was no woman
present when the clothing was stripped
from their bodies, and their cold forms
prepared for the collins One OF these
bodies was ire wife of clergyman, and
the other, Mrs. Pease, was highly-re-
spected lady. When dragged up from the
death pool, she was clad In rich SILK
dress, seal skin cloak, and on her finger
she wore valuable ring. AS there was
no one present to prevent the ghouls who
sneaked amid the crowd from following
their hellish propensities, this ring was
torn off from the lady's finger by one OF
their number, and yesterday the robber of
the dead was arrested while wearing the
jewel on his own hand.
Mr.. Root, one Of the dead, was on his
wayto Buffalo, where he was to be mar
ried as soon as he reached there. The
young lady, who was to have been his
bride, is now at one Of the hotels in
Poughkeepsie, heart-broken, and her mind
nearly distracted, Yesterday she begged
her friends to be- allowed to see the man
gled corpse Of her Intended husband before
they took him away to be buried. They
would not let her go near the body, how
ever, and she remained in her chamber
moaning piteously .-Neso York World,
February Or @7''3
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David Simmons was the engineer of the
Pacific express train. He WIS q true man
For twenty years he held place on an
engine. Years ago, while dashing past
Yonkers, Simmons called the attention o.
his fireman to train which was sweeping
down upon them like the wind. A col
lision was inevitable The frightened
fireman shouted, "Good-by, Doc; I'm
agoing to Jump" and sprang from the To-
cOmotive. Simmons stood with his hand
upon the throttle of his engine like man
OF iron. In the face of startling peril he
remembered his duty, and stood at his
post. A collision was ayerted,, and the
heroic engineer saved the lives Of hun
dred men. 'f'
On Monday night David Simmons was
driving his engine toward Albany at the
rate of forty miles an hour. Near New
Hamburger a red light was swung out as
from an approaching train. The engineer
saw it. 1t was the signal of danger. David
Simmons whistled down the brakes In the
vain hope of stopping the express In time.
His fireman again took the alarm, and
shouted to Simmons TO leap for life. The
noble Simmons calmly answered, :" won't;
I'll stay with my engine. Again he stood
like man of iron at his post. The fire.
man sprang and saved his life. The en-
gineer saw train on the bridge. He
realized that his only hope of safety was
to dash through the obstruction. He
whistled off the brakes, and crowded on all
his steam. This was the, work Of On in
slant. Simmons peered into the darkness
shading his eyes with his hand, and was
dashed into the jaws Of death. .I!tfE 4
David Simmons was q hero. His fate y
sad; but his noble behavior ID the only
bright page in the dark history Of the aw-