The daily morning journal and courier., 1896-02-04
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Interesting Letter From New Haven Citizen Who is Enjoying the Delightful southern Climate,


 Interesting Letter From New Haven
 Citizen Who is Enjoying the Delightful
 Southern Climate.
 Southern Pines, N, C., Feb. l, 1S96.- Dear Courier: l arrived here Thursday evening, having enjoyed pleasant sail to Norfolk on the steamship Yorktown, We passed near the wrecked steamer St, Paul and could plainly see the im- mense hawsers that led to the monster anchors, as well as the numerous tugs that had so far failed to pull her from | the shore where she stranded below the lights of the Highlands of New Jersey some two weeks ago.
 After a splendid moonlight sail on the old ocean, the lighthouse on Cape Charles hove in sight at a. m. and soon after that of Cape Henry. We left some of our passengers at Old Point Comfort, where we had fine view of | Fortress Monroe, and after passing | through the fleet of warships anchored in Hampton Roads we soon landed at | Norfolk. In the afternoon we visited | the United States navy yard at Ports- mouth, where the warship Texas is lying at dry dock. Interesting relics of ear l Her wars, broken cannons of the war ship Pennsylvania, old guns used in the l Revolution, also in the Mexican war, were in profuson. I also saw armor | plates that came off the Merrimack; all these so weak in comparison With | the armor and guns of the Texas, whose immense guns now lie on the dock near
 her, they being thirty-two feet in | length
 | On Thursday morning I took the | train on the Sea Board Air line and
 arrived at Southern Pines at D. m.
 Three hours later a switchman at Man. | ly, left a switch open and turned a freight train at full speed into a sec | ton of another train on a siding scald-
 ing the engineer, killing the fireman outright and covering the brakeman in
 the ruins of the broken cars and lum- 1 Der. A carload of heavy yellow pine
 timber ran through a car loaded with
 mules, crushing them to death. As
 Manly is only mile and a half above here I went up in the morning. As
 was leaving the train I saw the scalded l engineer carried on @ stretchar to be
 taken to the hospital at Raleigh, sixty
 seven miles north. Just below the de- | pot lay ten or twelve ruined freight cars broken in every conceivable shape.
 Engine and tender down the steep bank
 all completely stripped of stock and all else, while nearby the bell lay with the
 top broken right out leaving the skirt | of the bell intact and twenty dead
 mules lay in one pile where the timber
 car had telescoped the cattle car. The | brakeman was taken out alive, but died l soon after. You can imagine my feel
 ings when I looked upon this heap of
 ruin and death and realized the fact
 that the now missing switchman might l hours earlier. and the ill-fated train l would have been the one on which came. But it was not so to be. I came | down here among the pines for my | health. The house where I stop is sur
 rounded with pines, so I eat and sleep among them. have decorated my room
 with pine boughs, and with the odor
 continually about me I trust the same
 Almighty Power that spared me on the way will restore me to health and friends. Yours, etc,
 J. B. TOOCKER, l Southern Pines, N. c.