The Portland daily press., 1898-12-01

train. The man who had this Boston
evening paper was almost mobbed at the
depot big crowd, certainly hundred
or more, excited men and women sur
rounded him while some one read all the
news there was in that sheet This news
Increased their fears rather than soothed
them. They pulled and hauled away at
that paper until it was torn to pieces
ami then they gathered about and talked
over what they had heard, and the more
they talked the mora frightened they be-
came. Some of the people here have heard
that dozen or more Gloucester fishermen
have gone 10 the bottom and there ara
weeping women and children to be seen
ON every hand.
Finding that there were no telephone
communications or other means Of reach
ing Ecston or Portland, the reporter for
the PRESS wandered into news stand
and asked what the chances were for get
ting a Boston morning paper. The pro-
prietor OF this stand was mad clear
through. lie might have made his ior-
tune had he papers TO sell, but papers
could not be obtained. He told the Port
land man that the Boston morning pa
pers might get along almost any time'
but there was no certainty thai bney
would come until late in the afternoon.
As he walked along the Gloucester busi-
ness street, men and women stopped tue
Portland PRESS reporter on every hana'
asking if there wero many vessels ashore
Down Fast, and if so, what they We're
Questions OF this kind were fired at the
reporter so fast that he could not answer
them. These women with
TEAR STAINED CHEEKS
and men with anxious hearts were pitt
full beings to converse with. The Port
land man told these Gloucester people
that the storm down in Maine was q
very Insignificant affair. He had heard
of no vessels ashore down this way and
didn't think things We're nearly as bad
as they were being pictured in Glouees.
ter. These statements were rot strictly
truthful, but the sight of those anxious
mothers ard wives and the old gray
baird men with irsmb bling lips who asked
SO anxiously over and over again for the
other vessel which the Portland man had
never heard Of would make a saint lie If
bv living they could he made 10 feel bet.
Ter.
An hour's wait and then all at once
there came the toot of locomotive
whistle and away every one ran to the
dspot. 1t was 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 alighted had
at least dozen or mere people hold OF
his arms before he had struck the pIa6-
firm.
Then they threw off
BUNDLE OF PAPERS
and such a serambling as there was for
them. The Portland man mingled with
the procession which headed for the news
Dealers, headed by several youths tight
ing their way along with bundles of pa
pers Pushing and jostiing with thu
others he at last got near enough to gel
an arm full of papers and then retired
to the street corner to read them.
The street was just jammed with PEG
pie reading the Boston papers. There
were TWO and three men and women &c
every paper. Men were reading the
startling news out loud and as thera were
orsaued tales of ship wreck and disaster
in every line the groans and cries were
to be heard everywhere.
Portland Lost This was the big
head line on the first paper opened. But
this paper had no news of the Portland.
Ihey simply don't know where she was
or what had become OF her. Fighting
his way through the crowd which damned
tia street. tbs reporter got down to the
dock and signalled the Woodbury. for q
Loaf This came quickly and getting
along side the cutter Capt bennett was
anxiously waiting the tidings..
mo news" said the reporter to the
Woodt ury's commander. "1he Portland
hasn't been seen in this port and nothing
is known of her in Boston,
Capt bennett shock his head mourn.
fully. The Portland will be found
PILED UP ON THE BEACH
down Provincetown way, or she won't be
found at all" said he. 81 am afraid
that she is lost.
Leaving sorrowful and mourning Glou.
cester behind the Woodbury. quickly got
under way and headed for seq "We'll
run of shore awhile as suppose the
Dallas has gone TO Provincetown, blu;
that is where we will lind the Portland
or she will mover be found" said Can't.
bennett.
A fishing schooner covered with ice and
with torn sails, came across the Wood
bury's bows as she was leaving the har'
b9r. She was flying homeward like 9
wounded bird and doubtless the sight OF
her lifted load from the hearts of many
in that town of widows Capt. Den
nett hailed this schooner.
''Hays you seen the steamer Portland p
he shouted through the megaphone
A man in a SOU wester climbed upon
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