The Houston daily post. [volume] (Houston, Tex.) 1886-1903, 1900-09-24
Observation-Disclosures.
. FOUR SATURDAY NIGHTS:


Saturday night. September /.
Saturday night September s.
Saturday night. September 10.
Saturday night, September %.
There is q big story in those four lines.
Just think them over.
Saturday night. September 1--Gslyeston
was peacefully ploddlng her uneyenuul
way. IL was The end OF summer day.
the end OF week. Fathers and mothers
upon their galleries. surrounded by their
prattling little ones, talked over the
events OF the week and tried TO look into
the future. IL was tue FIRST OF September,
the hrst day OF the busy season IN Gal
weston. People said it would be the bus
iest season Galveston had ever seen.
The beach and the resorts were thronSed
with peOple drinking IN the coolness'
Down town the stores were open and do
Ing the usual Saturday night business,
which WAS not large at that time OF me
year-tOo early for fall goods. too late
for summer stutfs. People mopped their
brows and stood upon the street corners
or In front OF brilliantly lighted build
iugs discussing cotton. shipping. Hunt
/ inKton poiitics-all the things upon
which there Is ever difference OF opin-
lon
Saturday night September s-My God,
will any one ever forget that night?
Win they ever forget the rushing OF
waters the maniaca shrek OF the wind
as It tore roofs from buildings. sent
walls crashing into the street. uprooted
telegraph and telephone poles, strew the
/ shoulder-deep salt water with hellisb
( network of wires, pinioned helpless horses
with flying timbers and sent human be-
"a
ever forget the pititul procession wnlcn
staggered half dressed down the streets
! from he residence part OF town! VIII
they ever forget the hendlsh glee with
which this same wind and its accom-
plice. the sea. with Its white tipped
waves. crushed the resorts on the beach
and tossed them about like so many egg
shells then scattered them God only
knows where? WIN they ever forget
how the hundreds Of pretty homes on this
playground OF the tempest were tossed
about and wrecked, their inmates crushed
like so many ants? The world knows the
story.
Saturday night, September l5.--Soldiers
patroed tho black, almost deserted down
town streets. Occasionally coal oil lamp
sent feeble ray OF yellow light out upon
the few piles OF tin and tlmhers that had
not yet been cleared from the streets.
All was dark, desolate. / shiyered as |
picked my way along the uneven paving.
1t was still dangerous TO take the side
walk Tip fremont street single electric
globe show ed where the fremont hotel
was. Within found n pushing, tostllng
crowd the ooatloss. unshaven men who
had done so mucL to bring order out OF
chaos TIere we're stern isaged citizens,
authoritative looking military men, be-
badged relief committeeman from outside
, cities, doctora with medicine CAGES upon
theii arms, railroad men. contractors
newspaper men, etc. There was hum
of conversation. Every word uttered
meant something. There were no drones.
e. Above, looking over the railing, men
nurses. women whose homes were gone
and who were making the hotel their tenn
porary abiding place, children who re-
r allied not the lwfulness OF the thing Oc-
, casoually there was q man with MS arm
In a sling OF his head in bandages- Thai
there were not more Of them Is due to the
= fact that these injured were rendered
helpless and drowned.
saturday. September 22.-What a change.
Who would have thought Galveston would
have so far recovered In so few days?
walked down fremont street from Broad
Il way. my path lit by incnndescent globoi
strung from Brush electric light poles.
The globe in front OF the fremont hote
shed a glow upon we'll dressed crowd
Of people sitting about enjoying the pure
fresh air. Within everything was clean
o and cheerful. The unshaven men of a
week ago wore clean faces, fresh linen
fashionable clothes. A bus drove up from
the train and bellboys took the dress sui
cases and grips OF the travellers Every
r thing Yas order and quiet. There wer
snliies and pleasant faces Down on Mar
kct street everything was life and ac-
tivity. The stores were full OF people
buying. Il actually reminded me of scenes
n thortly hefore Christmas. Nearly every
d ono carried bundle. fakir with hi
, RAINING torch was entertaining crowd o.
the corner OF fremont and Market. II
was selling unbeatable pens or some.
. thing OF that sort The only thing dif
h rerent was the closed saloons, and som
"a few buildings SO damaged that they wer
not habitahle. Some few black gowns. bu
y for tho most part bright fresh garments
u Was there ever such a wonderful story
. Saturday night, September l.
Saturday night September s.
" Saturday night, September Is.
" Saturday night September %.