The Bottineau pioneer. (Bottineau, N.D.) 1885-1895, 1889-06-13

an fnetant. He was safe upon the nliisloo,
Int his wife and WI children were kilieu
Al the present time the lake looks ike 9
cross between the crater Of Q volcano anu 2
huge mud puddle with stumps OF trees ano
rocks scattered over it There is q smaii
stream of muddy water running through bne
center OF the lake site. Frank Mcdonald. =
conductor on the Somerset branch OF tne
baltimore & Ohio, was at the PcnnsylVanls
railroad depot when the storm came. ne
said when he first saw the food 1t was
THIRTY FEET HIGH -
and gradually rose to at least forty feet. ne
said: sThero is no doubt that The soutn
Fork dam broke. Fifteen minutes before the
food came Decker, the Pennsylvania rail-
road agent, read me q telegram he 1ad Just
received. saying the South Fork dam nae
broken. As soon as he heard this the people
in the station, numbering zoe, made a rusn
for a hill. T certainly think / saw l,Ooo
bodies 90 over the bridge. The first house
that came down struck the bridge an0 al
once took fire, and as fast rs the others came
down they were consumed. I believe l am
safe in saving l saw a thousand bodies burn.
It reminded me of q lot Of flies on ny paper
struggling to get away, with no hope n 40
chance to save them. I have no idea that
had the bridge been blown up the loss OF lie
would have been any less. They would nave
fioated u little further with the same
certain death. Then again, it was lmposs'-
BILE for any one to have reached the bridge
in order to blow it up, for the water came SO
fast that no one could have done it. l saw
fifteen to eighteen bodies 60 over the bridge
at the same time. I offered q man $2O To
row me across the river, but could get no
one to go, and I finally had to buy a boat
and get across that way" From under the
large brick school house. 124 bodies We're
taken last night and to-day, and in every
corner and place the bodies are being found
and buried as fast az possible. The necessity
for speedy burial is becoming manifest, and
the stencil arising from the bodies is sicken.
ing. A number of bodies have been found
with bullet holes in them, showing conc'u-
sively that in their maddening fright, sui
eide was resorted to by many.
AHERO'S RIDE.
A nameless Paul Revere lies somewhere
among the nameless dead. Who he Is may
never be known, but his ride will be famous
in local history. Mounted on a grand, big
bay horse, he came riding down the pike
which passes through Conemaugh to Johns
town like some angel Of wrath Of old, shout
ing his portentious warning to "Run for your
lives to the hills!" run to the hills!" The
people crowded out of their houses along the
thickly settled streets awe struck and won
dering. Nobody knew the man, and some
thought he was q maniac and laughed. On
ar q deadly pace he rode, and
shrilIy rang out his awful cry. III a
few moments, however, there came a cloud
of ruin down the broad streets, down the
narrow alleys, grinding, twisting, hurting,
overturning, crashing, annihilating the weak
and the strong. On and on raced the rider,
and on and on rushed the wave. Dozens Of
people took heed OF the warning and ran up
to the hills. To the faithful rider it wa an
unequal contest. just as he turned across
the railroad bridge the mighty wave fell
upon him, horse and rider all went out into
chaos together. A few feet further on
several cars of the Pennsylvania railroad
train from Pittsburg were caught up and
hurried into the cauldron, and the fate of the
town reached the hero who turned neither
to right or left for safety for himself, but
rode on to death for his townsmen.
ONE BY ONE TO THEIR DEATH.
YOUNGSTOWN, June 3.-A pretty, pale, little
woman told part Of her sad story to-day. as
she nerYousIy clasped or unclasped her
hands and cried in q quiet, heart-breaking
way. Her name was Mrs. Fem. On the
afternoon of the food Fem went to the
butchers and passed out of this short history
in the waters. When the food came into the
Fen house, the mother gathered her chicks
in the parlor and told them not to be afraid,
as God was there and would guard them. Up
re, ~, tho forronf ona thoU yy,nf "a Tho IN
ond floor, and again the little mother talked
of hope. and babe them be of good cheer,
for p~apa-heaven rest him-would come soon
in a boat and take them away. Up. up and
up rose the water, and now the family
were forced to the top story. The
rooms were very low, and soon the
heads of the mother and children were beat
ing against the ceiling. mamma" said the
eldest child, a girl, wouldn't 1t be better to
go outside and die in the open air?" Eyes,
dear" said the mother, SWELL make q raft
and all go down together" She fought her
own and her childrens' way to the window
and opened it. She caught q piece of plank
and on it put the eldest child, with a hasty
kiss and a GOD bless you" Then she let it
the waves. Six times were these frail barks
freigh6ed with precious cargoes n argo-
sizes of pious trust The children were
frightened, but obedience was pare OF their
creed, and they made but little protest. Now
came the turn of the last CHILD, Bessie, the
four-year-old. One can fancy what il meant.
The last and dearest There was scarce
breathing space in the room now, and il
haste wal not used death would come there
at once. On q broad plank, Bessie was
fastened securely and was kissed, as had been
tho others. Il loved them all; oh, I loved
them oil" " said the mother; shut I had two
kisses for Bessie, for she was Toms favorite
and was such q good child. She put her
arms about my neck and said: You know
you said God would take care of mo ALWAYS.
mamma. Will he take care Of me how? i
told her he would and she need not fear, and
then she was carried away. I'm not afraid,
mamma she called out, and ! heard her, al
though could not zee her-and that's oil;
except that the roof was torn Oft and j
foated off on it, ana some Italians saved me
at kernville. sixteen miles from here"
sand the children, Mrs. Fem? I hope thew
all escaped"
o have found two of them dead, Bessie
and George, and there is not q mark on Bees.
sizes face, and oh I am so tired. They're all
gone, every one, eight of them, and l am
going home to Virginia after oil these years
TO rest and try to think"
Only one mother Of the hundreds; only one
OF the multitude.
r Wont Away Together,
ASHLAND, Wis, Special Telegram, June 3.
Somewhat Of q sensation was caused to.
day by the news Of the elopement Of Adolph
Sadlowski, editor of the Herald, a German
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