The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1877-04-18

called to the flremen below, and lowered MS
rope, TO which they attached hempen cord,
which he pulled up and made fast, and so
came down on terra J77-la safely
REMARKABLE ESCAPE.
Mr. and Mrs. Andrew Einstmann and Mrs.
o 5ne the 0th o9r n tire en T6ey
ceived the warning late, and all hope OF escape
by the halls was vain. They rugged one OF
Mr.. Einstmann, in order to test the strength
OF the rope, started to climb down first. Slowly
but surely one of the fimsy blankets
the hard pavement he fell, with
sickening thud, while the vast crowd groan-
ed in unison. Mr.. Einstmann never moved.
Mrs. Scott, an old lady, fee bic and weak, did
not the horrible fate of her son-in-iaw.
She started down this ladder of death, and the
poor old lady fell TO the pavement below, and
lay motionless. with bones broken and blood
oozing from terrible cut aci OsS the forehead,
which dyed her slvery hairs She was not
killed, but last night &he lay very pale and
weak, in bedroom in residence at No. YO7
Catal pa street. The doctor said tn { she could
not live through tie night. Down in the par
lor the form OF Andrew Einstmann lay, await
ing the burial of to-day. Mrs. Einstmann
alone survived. She saw the fate of her hus-
band and mother, and reckless, not caring
whether she lived or died she loose d her hold OF
the window. Two stories below man was
climbing out of a window, intent upon saving
his own life. The falling body of Mrs. Einst-
mann struck him. Instinctvely he caught
her. He held for an instant. 1t was enough.
The force of her fsll was checked and she fell
meath and was unframed. ''Oh, why did not
die, too?" moaned she last night. as she sat
beside the body of her husband, and rocked
her BODY backward and forward In the ecstacy
of her grief
HARIAN CLIFTON AND LErTIR ALLEN.
Miss Lettie Allen, distinguished actress
who recently made her debut in Grabbed
Age" in New York, was in the hotel, the
guest of Marian p. Clifton, a favorite actress
belonging to the Olympic company. The room
OcC iad nv ia wa hp
side, fourth floor. Both of Them had sat in the
room of a professional friend, Rose Oswold,
until late in the evening, and, retiring late,
were still awake, lying in bed conversing.
The smell of smoke alarmed them and both
got up and looked out into the hall. The
smoke rolled into their room In dense vol
umes. They did not turn back for an
tRsa p sS safS a asHsd we slo TeaChed
the street | do not know" said Miss
Clifton. "There was q horrible period of ter
TOR and excitementi the smoke was sitting,
and, clinging together, we staggered. Other
people htrried along through tue hall. could
hear the roar of the flames; gave up for lost,
but at the moment felt the COOL night air L
saw that was in the street, and, turning to
Lettie, cried: Thank God, we are saved" To-
gether the ladies, in their bare feet, and thus
lightly clad, walked to the residence of Mr.. w.
W. Walters, at 627 South Sixth street, and from
q window watched the fire fiend complete its
work of destruction.
Miss Allen lost her wardrobe, which was val
liable, and in one of her trunks was the new
play "Wares," recently written for her. and in
which she intended 10 appear in'New York
during the present season.
Miss Clifton loses everythiDg-jewelry that
was valuable, manuscripts that were priced,
rich street dresses, and a theatrical wardrobe
that was the accumulation of 10 years. This
Is the fourth time that Miss Clifton has gone
through fire. Last night she played at the
Olympic theater in the 1.-TWO Orphans" On
saturday night these ladies, In connection
with Miss Kate Claxton, will be rendered a
benefit at the Olympic, the proceeds OF the
performance to be devoted to their relief.
MISS FRANKIE M'cLsLLAN.
When Miss frankie Mcclellan awoke in her
room on the sixth floor of the southern ex-
posture OF Fifth street ell of the building, 1T was
in the midst OF sitting smoke that rolled
through the transOm and through the very
cracks of the door. Thoughtlessly she opened
the door, but fell to the floor as the smoke,
made lurid by the flames that far down the
hall cracked and danced She closed the door
and ran to the window. The streets were fill-
ed with people who saw her. They anew
that the white-r0bed figure was calling for
help. but the cracking OF the flames
and the crash of falling walls drowned her
agonizi ing shrieks she could not die. She
turned to the bedclothes, and with dexterity
and rapidity born of desperation constructed
a rope. She moved her bed to the window,
made fast the only chance OF escape. and COM
mitteo herself To IL. Some men on the Roof OF
"The Monkeys" saloon building below en-
coursged her. She slid down to the end of the
rope. For moment she hung between heav-
downwards. She turned in her course,
and fell cruelty upon the graveled roof
upon her side. The thud was sicken-
across the fair face; limbs AL injured. She
was fnanimate. Strong men bore her 10 the
residence of a kind friend, Clara Piunkett, at
5S5 Walnut street. Yesterdav Miss Mcclellan
lay white and still upon bed. Friends tip,
toed in and out. She talked to them, and
stated fears that she had sustained internal
Injuries. and that she was sure one of her ribs
was broken. Three doctors sat in the room,
looking solemn and grave. "Is she hurt had,
"a trr9U iu
she die?" "We can not tell until tomorrow"
MRS STEWARDS TERRIBLE DEATH.
A Republican reporter called, last evening,
on Mr. Will s. Stewart (of the firm of Derby
& Day., who lost his wife by the terrible catas-
of mourning and misery. He was found at
the residence OF Mr.. +. o. Day, on Locust
street, and on of his anguish was kind enough
to weave a statement of circumstances which
preceded and accompanied the cltmax--to
him and his-of the unutteratle horror. We
present 1t as nearly as may be In his own
We occupied room S75, on the fifth floor of
the hotel, facing on Fifth street. About half
past l o'clock my wife awoke me with the re-
mark that there were loud voices on the
street, and we got out of ped to ascertain the
cause. We saw smoke and the lurid glare In
ment OF danger, exclaimed, my Godi the
hotel Is on fire, and we must die imme-
dad.ely o2eHeH sne a4Sr a inoo be bone
of reaching the stairs and getting below the
smoke, which was suffocating, we tried TO find
our way on our knees. It Was impossible. Az
ter a few steps my wife fell on her face, over
come. and had literally to drag her back into
the room as best could. The window was
opened top and bottom, and SO permitted the
smoke to pass out. then suggested that we
should dress ourselves, hoping and expecting
that rescue would present itself in some shape
from the outside. The heat in the hall mean
while broke the glass In the transom, admit
ting a large volume OF smoke. Mrs. Stewart
became suddenly wild, may say frantic.
a The street
low was choked with people who could see us
plainly by the light IN the room, but from the
sea of upturned faces there came no suggestion
of escape.
made o rope Of bedcIothing-three pairs of
blankets, two sheets and a coun ferpane-and
| spliced them together In knots which deemed
secure. It was OF sufficient length TO reach the
| ground, and, as my wife sat on the window
| SILL tied one end of this rope to her waist,