The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1900-10-13

ing his customary morning BATH hat
been snapped up by shark. Looking
closely, one might see the shallow water
everywhere disturbed by great fins anc
the long, lean bodies of those assassins
of the ocean, waiting for the next barge
load of corpses.
That night in Texas City was one to
be remembered. The once flourlshlne
town of five or six hundred houses was
entirely swept away-nothing left to in
dictate former habitation but heaps of
bricks and splintered wood and sodden
bales of cotton scattered over the plain.
A railroad man remarked, THAT pile of
kindling wood over there was my
home" II hope you lost no relatives,
I said. Every one, Madame-eleven in
all. 1 am alone left because l was Off
on my train" was the reply.
A regiment of soldiers patrolled the
beach, to keep people from going to
/ Galveston and prevent stampede of
the boats plying to and fro. The relief
/ train of the Philadelphia North Ameri-
/ can, unable to get further with it's sup
/ plies, had set up a field-hospital in
tents for refugees from Galveston; and
/
close by, were also doing good work in
the same direction. To these good men
and women, we owe a debt of gratitude.
Not a house within fifty miles, nor
mouthful of food otherwise obtainable
they brought UP supper, breakfast
and dinner of coffee and canned beef
sandwiches Thus comforted, we
'bunked' for the night in the shabby
day-coach, without even a pillow. But
we We're far better or than thousands
of others have been, who waited here
for days on the open prairie, consumed
with anxiety concerning the fate or
loved ones in Galveston. and then per-
haps We're turned back by the soldiers
The train was held at Texas City until
the coming of the boat, as a special
courtesy to Miss Barton, that she
might have shelter during the night
Soldiers were set to guard it; and all
night long two stood, muskets on Shout
ders, at each end of the car, while 9TH
ers tramped to and fro before the win
dows. A lawless element had been
abroad robbing even the dead, and
there was danger in the supposition
that the Red Cross might be bringing
money to Galveston relief. OF course
sleep was out of the question. The
overarching sky seemed unusually full
of stars, of greater brilliancy than ever
seen in the north, and the Great Dipper
hung low on the horizon-for only just
across the Gulf it disappears altogether,
you know, to give place to the Souther
Cross. Myriads of big, bright fire-flies,
like balls of yellow flame, fitted relent-
lessly over the earth-perhaps the dis
embodied souls of those who had homes
and families here only one week before,
searching for their scattered treasures.
On all sides fires We're burning; we
counted upwards Of twenty-and each
was a cremation of human bodies and
ruined homes, Over in Galveston,
across the six-mile stretch of water
flames mounted to the heavens, as IL
whole streets were burning. Later in
the morning a strange odor drew atten-
ton to a fresh pile, a few rods away,
around the horse-shore bend of the
beach. In it We're being burned thirty
bodies, found since day break. A
young physician of the Philadelphia
relief told us that in walking along
shore on the previous day, he came
upon the bodies of two little girls, APP
parently about three and five years old,
lying close together, and near them
vans a satchel packed with little
clothes. What was the story of this
fotsam of the flood, only heaven
knows. He could not bear to consign
the bodies to the flames, but dug a
grave himself and laid them in it, with
the satchel-the last evidence of a