The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1876-01-06
A STORY OF THE DEGTClI.
LAND HOR RO1s.
4 Brave Woman saved. ana
How.
ENGLISH THIEVES.

a correspondent of the NV York
| Herald visited the wreck of the i'll
fated Deu,ehlanl, off Harwich, Eng
land, on the 10Th ult., and writes to
that journal a lengthy aud graphic
account OF what he saw and learned
From that we select the following:
Continuing my tour Of exploration
abaft the funnel, | arrived with re
luctsnce at the edge of the shaft, for
such i, looked, now that the grating
and skylight were gone. say with
reluctance, for an inquiry ! made OF
one of the wreckers Immediately on
boarding the stermer WAS answered
with jerk of the thumb toward The
after part of the ship, and the remark:
"There be some dead uns aft" l
looked over the edge. II will be a
long time before can forget the hor-
ror of that dreadful pit. The water,
thickly covered with the grease and
Glth of the machinery, was about ten
feet below the level OF the deck
where ] stood. Floating in it, face
downward, were three dead men, the
backs of the heads and shoulders Of
two of them, and the whole half
naked body OF the third, visible. All
were swollen to horrible siz..
Further aft was third corpse
much smaller. This was woman.
1t is not a picture to dwell upon. aud
| hurried away down tho companion
OF the main saloon. Arrived At the
bottom, scene blrs' apon me such
as ! have read about often, but never
seen. From end 10 end the saloon
was waist deep in wreckage. The
furniture was smashed into frag-
ments, panels broken in. cushions,
crockery, glass, fragments of the
saloon racks and debris of all kinds
Uttered the floor. The tables were
still fixed. Upon them and over the
wreck-strewn floor were scattered
packages and trunks.
The saloon resnun1el wi h the
crash of axes and the shouts and
curses of men. At the moment oi
my entrance at least thirty wreckers
we're frantically engaged in piilage
and plunder They had cut square
holes through the thick floor of the
saloon into the under deck. The
water stood within few inches oil
the floor. Into these holes the men
were thrusting long boat hooks and
dragging the floating trunks to the
apertures. "Sirange fishing this"
said to one of the anglers. "Ah!
you're right; and we get some
strange FISH on the hook now and
then,' was the reply, the meaning OF
which was horribly evident. As the
trunks rose through the holes. they
we're seized, hoisted out and the lids
smashed off with the axe. Then, il
less time than it takes to write it, a
dozen eager hands snatohed out the
contents. All clothing was flung W
through the shattered skylight to ,ht
gang on deck, and 10y them cast over
the side into the boats. 1t was a
piteous sight to witness the ransack
ing OF these trunks. Clothes, boots
articles of toilet, books, letters. music
children's shoes, cigars, photograph.
| in short, the hundred article:
which may be imagined as compos
ing the effects OF thrifty people leav
ing their native country fer anothe
home. Whatever was of value va
passed up, the rest flung insid'
am oug the litter AMI trampled uade
: foot. 1t was a scene for an artist
pencil rather than a reporters pen
this long, wreck-strewn room
J thronged With these huge men i
their sou'westers and seaboots, ahou.