The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1883-03-26

the man WHO jumped uOm tue CdI Wnen
the collision occurred, and by the aid OF q
torch light We found him, in half stoop.
ing posttion-dead. He was Sergeant by
the name OF Ashburn.
In an hour after the accident the towns
OF Carlysle and Collins Station, and all the
surrounding neighborhood, were depopu.
lated and the people massed at the scene
OF The disaster. Such q throng OF people
had never before gathered together in that
section Of the country, especially at mid
night.
By the aid oil thousand willing hands,
the flames were soon extinguished, the
wounded cared for, and the dead gathered
up.
The cry for help which had been heard
came from the engineer Of our train. His
legs were securely fastened between the
tender and the boiler, which had been
jammed together, and by the light OF the
slowly burning bridge his pallid face could
plainly be seen hanging from the cab win
dow, and his now faint voice could be
heard pleading for assistance. It was more
than any man could stand, and several OF
the boys attempted to climb to him ut the
risk oftheir own lives, for 1t was thought
that the whole structure would fall before
morning.
After repeated efforts one Of our men
reached, and made every effort 10 release
him, but, alasl TO no purpose. He died
while delivering a message TO be delivered
to his young wife and child, and his white
face dropped and hung liieless by the win
dow OF his engine.
The tireman's body had been severed,
and his lower limbs and part OF the body
hung beneath the bridge by his suspenders.
A gRastly sight for his vile to look upon
When she arrived by special train from St
Louis the next morning.
Underneath the trestle on either side
were vast heaps OF dead and crippled
horses, together with the debris OF eight
cars which bad conveyed them to the scene
OF their death. Fortunately for us the
horse cars were in advance, and OF course
saved us from total destruction.
A forage car containing corn and hay
and a dozen men had gone down with the
wreck. These men were all killed. The
two engines seemed to have almost buried
themselves in each other, while the rear
cars OF both trains were still uponthe track.
An enterprising photographer was early
upon the spot, aud photographed the wreck
AMI sold about one thousand pictures ut
fifty cents each, ~ we afterward learned.
Upon the trestle near our engine lay
few dead horses, upon which the bottom
oil car securely rested. The sides had
fallen from this car. dragging with them all
the horses 1t contained-save one. There
he stood like marble statue. This horse
10 Sergeant Cahel, who called
him "Garibaldi." Everybody knew this
horse, and respected him for his noble
qualities. Cahel loved him aud was loved
in turn by "Garibaldi."
The old mustang had carried his master
through two years Of hardship, and was
never known to flicker, and could live as
long on wind and so as far in a week as
any horse in the army>of the Potomac. he
had stood by his master in many tight
places-waiting patiently in fence corner
for hours for his Maynard master to get
sober, on more than one occasion-and
now, could Cahel desert him? Not much
He would listen to none OF the PROPOSE.
tions suggested ito put the horse out OF his
misery;n but fastened to Carlylse and soon
returned with block and tackle, and by
tut hlu VI LuuuIeus VI NoiuuttCtoi tho oia
pony was lowered TO the ground amidst
the deaiening shouts. OF eight thousand
sympathetic souls. This old mustang has
a further history, which will relate fur.
ther on.
The wounded men were kindly taken
care OF by the good people OF Carlysle, as
indeed were all who wished to avail them.
selves oil the proGered hospitality. Engines
were soon brought from Cincinnati and st.
Louis, and by night the track was cleared.
Out OF thirty.three horses in my company
but one remained-"Garibaldi."
OF course you ask what became Of the
rebel captain. / can't tell you. For
whole day we searched the woods and
every corner in the town, but could gain
no clew, One thing was evident, he never
got on his train after giving his engineer
bis orders. Had we found him, his carcass
would have dangled in the air beneath
that fatal bridge.
Leaving our wounded to the tender care
of the good people, and after burying our
dead In sorrow. we embarked on another
train for ST. Louis.
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