The Yale expositor., 1904-01-08

hospital. The long tables offered adj.
mirable means OF service, and upon
them the bleeding. burned. and moan
ing injured We're laid.
Within a block are n dozen great
buildings occupied almost exclusively
by doctors. and In a remarkably short
time a great host ~ physicians came
Ia give voluntary service Ia those in
distress. They saved the lives OF
scores Of women and children. fron-
lied with pain. who would have died
In the street or under the kindly shell.
ter Of the neighboring buildings.
Rush from Orchestra Seats.
The great majority OF those who
occupied orchestra seats had escaped
with their lives, though scores were
badly hurt In the rush. Some were
knocked down. and. with broken limbs.
were unable 10 rise. They had been
left To die with a number OF women
who tainted from fright. With these
bodies were found the corpses of those
who had lcapod from the balcony and
gallery.
In the exits Of the balcony and gal
lcrics the greatest loss of life &C
Cured when the fremcn went 10 re.
move the bodies they found 100 or
more piled In indescribablo mass In
each place. The clothes were torn
completely away from some OF the
bodies. Here and there a jeweled hand
protruded from the pile. All the faces
were distorted with the death agunies.
Moan from Heap OF Dead.
From beneath this manglcd mass OF
humanity there suddenly came the
moan OF woman. II was a cry OF
anguish. not of pain. The cry. faint
though II was. pierced TO the very
soul. sounding above the yells OF the
firemen. the means OF agony from
within the smoke-hlled auditorium.
and the shrieks OF grief maddened
fathers and mothers sisters and broth.
ers in the street without.
Trembling hands plunged their way
into the tangle ~ human forms and
with n mighty effort pulled TO the sur.
face the woman-could such a thing
be a human being?-from whose lips
had come the cry. The blackened lips
parted. and fireman bent over her
TO catch the words
Mother Love Is Uppermost.
My child my poor little boyi
Where is be? oh. do bring him 10
me"
There in that awful hour, her body
bruised beyond recognition In the mad
fight for life that followed the first
fash OF flame across the stage-there
was mother love uppermost. Again
the trembling lips parted.
lis he safe? Tell me he II safe aud
can die"
He Is safe" the fireman muttered.
and all knew his reply was best.
She died. and her body was lifted
tenderly with those OF the hundred
others In that one spot.
The calamity was So overwhelming
that the hremen and the policemen
who were the first to reach the upper
part OF the house could not realize its
astounding extent They began by
dragging "A body or two from the terri.
Die piles AT the head OF the stairways
"a II they did not know the piles were
made OF human bodies.
Gradually the fun significance Of the
catastrophe dawned upon them All
the lights 81 the thcatcr had been *.
tinguished. The lanterns 81 the fire
men east only dim glow over the
piles ~ dead. From the bodies arose
small curls al steam. The fremcn had
drenched the piles before they knew
they were made up Of human corpses.
Through the tiers Of dead and dying
in the building all about men and
women searched with frenzied faces.
Now and again a searcher would find
one for whom he looked. One could
bat turn the face from such scenes.
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