The Springdale news., 1889-06-14

wore in the attic and would have been saved. but locomotive was hurled through the house and knocked it down Inc sur viving member of the family has since con- Initted suicide
 The sights and sounds heard that night were the most painful that human DeingS were ever called upon to endure. LII the darkness could be distinguished human De, ings floating by the town on house-tops anu rafts Some were crying for help, othefs were praying aloud for mercy, and lew were even singing as If to keep up ther courage. About 9 o'clock big raft swept by the village within 100yards of the shore There was an entire family on it, and they were singing Nearer, My God, to Thee. In the midst of their song the raft struck large tree and went to splnters c mere were one or two wild cries and then silence
 Mrs Mary Tenn stood by T muddy pool ol water trying t5 find some trace of once happy home. A reporter asked her con earning her loss. She said she was left alone her husband and seven children be ing swept away. She continued:
 We were dr.yen by the raging flood to the zarrct, but the waters followed us there, Inch by inch 1t kept rising until our heads were crushing against the roof. IL was death to reuasn. So I raised wiz dow and one by one placed ny dar- lngs on some drifwood, trusting to the Great Creator. As liberated the last one, my sweet little boy, he looked at me and sa q; Mamma, you always told me that the Lord would care for me: Il He look after me now" 1 saw him drift away with his loVng lace turned toward me. and with a prayer on my lips for his deliyerance he passed from sight forever. The next moment the roof crashed in and I doated outs de to be rescued ffteen ! Ina of vile If I could only fud one of my dar nss could bow to the will Of God. But they are ali gone"
 Near the center of the city were three persons pulling apart the debris as best they could They were an elderly woman, young woman. quite pretty, and lite girl all dressed in mourning reporter stopped to watch them for moment, when suddenly the little girl cried: 70, mamma, heres something" Both women hurried over as the child held up water-stained photograph album Yes that ours cried tine younger of the women as she tevefishly seized it and began to turn the dirty and water-swollen leaves. All three sat down on an uprooted tree near by, and they went through the album, utterly re- gardless of the crowd that gathered
  picture III the album and carefully wiped the dirt away with her handker- chief She locked at it long and earnest y while the other two looked over her shoul- der Il thought we had lost it, V she said as the tears triekled down her face
 In the gray dusk of that fatal Friday evening crowd of people stood upon the l bridge at Bol var trying to rescue the mn fortunatcs as they were carried down by the flood Ropes were dangling from the bridge for those in the water to grasp. One poor womans plight was even so pitcous that even strong men wept She WIS sit ting high and dry on substantial pile oi timber that was bearing her down stream rapidly, On each side of hel lay a little child. They were still and made no outery as the woman clasped them close. As the craft neared the bridge the spectators saw that the children were