Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1898-12-02
2, BODIES RECOVERED.
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Gloucester's wharves were wrecked
and the big fish houses in this quaint
old town were coated over with SHOW
which had been blown UP against them
with such force as to give them
coating of two or three inches of pure
white.
Gloucester had not had bit of news
from the outside world since Sunday
morning. All the telephone and tele-
graph wires were down. The railroad
trains were blocked and the bridges
weakened SO that they could not run.
The Women and children were almost
crazy with anxiety regarding the
safety of their husbands and parents.
Business was at standstill and the
Woodbury. brought almost the first
news from the outside world into this
big city OF fishermen.
AS he walked among the Gloucester
business street, men and women
stopped the Portland Press reporter on
every hand, asking if there were many
vessels ashore Down East, and if SO,
what theye were. Questions of this
kind were fired at the reporter so fast
that he could not answer them. These
women with tearstained cheeks and
men with anxious hearts were pitiful
beings to converse with.
An hours wait and then all at once
there came the toot of a locomotive
whistle and away every one ran to the
depot. 1t was a strange sight. Men,
women and children mingled in that
crowd and when at last the train, snow
covered, and ice-sheathed, did come TO
a standstill, every man who aiighted
had at least a dozen or more people
hold of his arms before he had struck
the platform.
Then they threw a bundle of papers,
and such a scrambling as there was for
them.
The street was just damned with
people reading the papers. There We're
two and three men and women to
every one. Men were reading the
stratling news out loud and as there
were readed tales of ship wreck and
disaster in every line the groans and
cries were to be heard verywhere.
Leaving sorrowful and mourning
Gloucester behind the Woodbury.
quickly got under way and headed for
sea. A fishing schooner covered with
ice and with torn sails, came across
the Woodbury's bows as she was leav-
ing the harbor. She was flying home
ward like a wounded bird, and doubt
less the sight of her lifted load from
the hearts of many in that town of
widows. Another fisherman with torn
sails and with her topmasts gone, her
decks swept clear of everything and
ropes ends dangling from aloft, came
down upon the wind. At 10 o'clock in
the morning while rolling heavily I'M
der the heavy seas which We're coming
in from old ocean the first piece of
wreckage was sighted. This was a
spar or something of the kind and at
ter this wreckage came in sight on all
sides.
Coming up this shore the wreckaga
seemed to be all about the Woodbury.
but this all came from the schooners
and small craft and not from the ship
the Woodbury. was looking for. On
the beach was made out two schoner<
or what was left of them, tossed up on
the shore. Then we passed the hulk OF
a schooner with the waves breaking
over her and surrounding her with
white foam. A flock of sea gulls were
swooping down and about this hulk as
it foated in toward the beach. Far of
ito the north could be seen another hulk
of a coasting schooner her blue anG
black rails showing up once in a while
above the breaking seas which were
going right over her
The Dallas was now clear of the har-
Dor and changed her course a little t.
come down towards the Woodbury.
Capt bennett took the magaphone ant
walked out to the end of the bridg,
with it in his hands. The crew of thu
Woodbury. crowded along the starboarC
raj! forward and all was as still a!
death on the cutter. Only the splash
ing of the water as the Woodbury. ros,
and fell on the big rollers disturbed tn
quiet.
Have you heard anything from tn
steamer Portland?'
Capt. Dement'S voice rolled GU
across the water and the little knot o
officres about the pilot house of tn
Dallas leaned forward to hear.
Lieut. Craig returned the hail, but a
first his answer could not be hearC
Once more he raised his megaphone t
his lips and this time clear and distinc
came the words floating down upon tn
breeze.
.'All hands lost
The words sent a cold chill owe
everybody who heard them aboard tn
Woodbury..
The Woodbury. slowly gathered head
way and picked her way past Woo
End into Provincetown. Here tn
scene in the harbor was actually appa
ling. Piled up on the flats We're seve
or eight schooners. They Were pile
high up on the beach and some of thel
We're mere hulks. The harder of Prov
incetown was literally strewn wit
wreckage of all descriptions. TT
wharves along shore battered to piece
Every wharf in the place but one, WE
ruined. Buildings on these wharvt
had been blown down and one or tw
schoners had actually been carrie
right up into Provincetown.
The Woodbury. dropped her anch'
and Immediately was surrounded by
crowd of boats filled with Portuge:
fishermen. They said that wrecka:
from steamer had been coming asho
all day. Monday and all Tuesday for
noon. This wreckage showed that II
steamer was the Portland.
Five bodies had been removed at tn