The Valley Virginian. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1865-1895, 1889-06-13
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house, that was still standing, and al
! though we looked for it to fall every min
ute, we were unable to get out, except
buck on the roof, and remained there till
| daylight.
AT daylight we succeeded in reaching
raft and were drawn 10 the Hill and Tins
escaped with cur lives. Besides the four
OF us on the roof, four other persons in
the house were saved, and the rest of the
lllty or sixty were drowned or killed by
tumbllng walls, a boy, at the risk of his
own llfe, brought me out pair of pants
ana Threw them to me. asked his name,
and he replied that | did not need his
name. One of the girls told me that it
was Willie Lambert. The pants were
much too short for me and would not
reach around my waist, but they we're
much better than the trunks / had on.'
After Hartley was safe stranger gave
MIN message to send, if he could, for
MIN, put as the address is incomplete, he
has been unable to send it, and he has no
since seen the man. The address is as
follows, it having been scribbled hastily in
Hartley s note book
j, Carson. Wabash Avenue;
81 am o. X O,Nao1,
The address is incomplete in not having
the town Or state.
When morning broke, Mr. Hartley said
he saw Jacob CatzensteiD, also of Pbila-
delphla, whom he knew. keeping q silent
vigil over the dead bodies Of his wife and
little boy.
The little boy had worn a soldiers c,p
that ne was very proud of, and this be
held tightly grasped in his little hand.
The body OF Mrs, Catzenstein was badly
orulstd, and her face was smashed until it
was unacceptable. She wore some VAL
liable leWelry and Mr. Catzenstein, while
he carried away in his arms his dead son,
gave man five dollars to watch the bo6y
OF his wife and take off some pieces of lew
elTy She wore a diamond ring outside of
plain gold ring on the same finger, and
the man brought Mr. Catzensten the plain
ring, with the statement that the other
ring mad not been on her fnger You
liel" exclaimed Mr. Catzenstein you stole
that diamond ring'7
a Very Thrilling Scene.
Putsburg Dispatch: Pale and wan, but
with smile upon her features was the
lady that a sta1Wart COoperstown mer,
chant helped from the train at the Union
Depot last evening. The merchant was
her husband, and he finds her hair viii
tened since she left him for Il short visit
two months ago, but there is noticeable
certain eager tenderness in his care Of her.
Mr.. w. A. Crawford, that is the mer-
chants name, holds his wife's hand as
she tells the story, and their daughter
clings to his arm.
My little family left me- he sad,''
two months ago for visit in Harrisburg.
On their way home they stopped at
Johnstown to visit friends -the family of
Mr. John Fulton, General Manager of the
Cambria Iron Company. They were there
when the flood':-
And here MIR. Crawford stopped. There
was the pent-up emotion of the suspense
ana torture and danger of long hours and
days in his falteriLg voice His wife came
to his help.
~ es, daughter and were visiting Mrs.
Fulton. Mr.. Fulton was away at Con,
nelsVlHe. We had some warning of the
high water, and had taken up the carpets.
Shouts and cries warned us for orr lives.
We made for the roof of the house. 1t
was three story brick structure How
we got our children up there shall never
know | remember Mrs. Fulton was the
last to come UP through the hatchway to
the roof, a5Sd that hey. clothing MAS
drenched, But there we were at last, Mrs.
Fulton. her two little girls, my daughter
and myself and d hired girl-there alone
upon the roof of that floating house, borne
upon by flood of rushing water.
What did do / came up here. I
shut my eyes and elasped my little girl
and prayed. 1t seemed but moment, an
other floating house bore crashing down
upon US. We could feel the house beneath
US passing out from under us, leaving US
with the roof alone between rs and the
water, and that itself fast giving way l
thought it was death we faced, and my
heart was break ing for my little girl and
for my father. Oh, it Was''-an interrup.
ton,
And here Mr.. Crawford interposed.
fearing the nervous strain upon his wife.
'MarvelouslY enough" he said these
two women ard four girls, with nothing
left them hut the frail roof in that terrible
flood, We're saved. With desperate strength
taking their little ones, they made their
way to anosher roof against which theirs
swung, and from that We're taken .iutO the
upper story of a house not driven from its
foundations. There they stayed packed
in darkened hall all night, and from
there WAS finally rescued. This is in brief
the story
Accompanying Mr.. and Mrs. Crawford
and their daughter was Mrs. Alfred Full.
ton, brother of Mr.. John alton. The
latter is now at Johnston. lie was re-
ported as lost III the flood, but was really