The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-04-23

Sunamoning to her aid the nerve and courage requisite to all successful Eorsewomen, Miss Frances Robinson, the first daughter of the late J. Kelley Robinson, was the heroine of an explo- sion at dusk last evening that indict- ed possible fatal burns upon her, bad Iy burned her coachman, and wrecked the small acetylepe gas plant at the Bronson home Greenfield HlM where the Robinson's reside Unndndful of her own excruciating burns and be- Riev1ng that her coachnan who was screaming with pain and grovelling on the turf in agony was more hurt than she. Miss Robinson beat out the fire on his garments, lifted him almost bod. ily and supported him into the home almost before others in the house could reach the assistance of the two
 Drs M " B. Dunhan of Greenfield sH7ill. and John W. Wright of this city. ;s.on completing the dressing of the burns of Miss Robinson assured the members Of the family today that Miss Robinson's condition was sreas- stsuring. They would not say positively that she would recover, but said heN tsplendid fortitude and self possession kfwere greatly in her favor
 Mrs. J. Kelley Robinson today told the Farmer the story of the gas ex- p1osion at the Robinson home, as re- Hated by Miss Frances Robinson, for fxdespite the iatter's critical condition, she insisted upon her ability to con- verse with her family and discuss her c&ndition until the physicians, fearful ~ >1>7--' SzalI from her room save the nurses who are in constant attendance upon her. sion dascloses a splendid spirit of self sacrifice on the part of her daughter. Regardless Of her own burns which subsequently, proved to be by far the worse she insited upon assisting her coachnan, Hubert Goodman, who was also painfrllly burned. and she almost carried him bodily into the house fol- lowing the explosion. before the other members of the family. panic stricken at the blfnding glare and deafening roar, rushed from the house to their Eve were. sitting in the house at dusk preparing for the evening meal,
 said Mrs. Robinson, when we learn ed the supply of gas was shut off. My daughter called Goodman and taking a lantern kept in the house for just such emergencies, she start ed out for the gas plant. We knew nothing more until we saw the blind screams We realized of course that something serious had happened, and
 we neTIea 9us but It g fe 4b1gnse 71p had kporting Goodman, before we reached Efhe ward.
 ..sshe was splendid. She protested l that she was not hurt so badly as /. Goodman and insisted that every thing should be done for him.. But we saw as soon as we were able to get light from other means that she was discount1ng her Injuries. We called Dr. Durham, who is one of our nearest 4elSnDOES, ana ne calIeQ pr. Wright and nurses from Bridge
 My daughter told me that when water Ss % dripping. @ she She knew knew the there sSl was s something wrong with the tank, for there should be no such sound if it was in proper order. She believed she was at a. ssrp distance from the tank, but no soOher had she struck the light than she and Goodman were thrown down by the explosion.
 ssShe heard Goodman's screams and thinking the poor fellow was badly hurt. she forgot about herself and hurried to where he lay rolling on the lawn in pain. It was not until tehe was inside the house that she lgave way to her own injuries"
 Miss Frances Robinson, the vic- tim, is the first daughter of J. Kelley Robinson, who died last year at Werna Farm, the Bronson homestead crowning Greenfield Hill, just north of the Greenfield Hill Country Clubs grounds. Since the death of her