The Bridgeport evening farmer. [volume] (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1866-1917, 1917-12-13
FORMER BRIDGEPORT WOMAN IN
HALIFAX AT time OF DISASTER
DESCRIBES EVENTS IN LETTER

>Forseeing the disaster which turn
ed the city of Halifax into sea of
wreckRge, Mrs. Blanche Griffin, for
merry Of this city, daughter of Mr.
and Mrs F. H Stultz, 40 Freeman
avenue, Stratford, in a letter to her
parents. tells of dream she had a
night or so before the explosion, in
which the town was the object of a
Zeppelin raid. In her letter, Mrs. Grit
I'm describes the miraculous escape
OF herself, her son, Prescott and
husband, c. P. Griffin. formerly con-
nected with the Bridgeport exchange
OF the Southern New England Tele-
phone Co. now in charge of the Hall
tax exchange.
Describing her dream, which was
followed by the explosion, Mrs. Grit
nm said. IT had dreadful dream one
night this week about a terrible Yep
peaan raid and I saw an awful ex-
plosdon and men falling into the har-
Dor and men being blown to pieces. I
got up and turned on the lights. I
ccI4d not sleep any more I was in
szcA state. told about my dream
at the breakfast table and some one
said, Something will happen to Hall
fax SOON I have felt like that for
some time"
Mrs. Grifffn's letter was written a
few, hours after the explosion occur
red and is the first mail comnunica>-
ton received in this city from Hall
fax since the disaster. Despite her
excited state Of mind, she gives a
graphic description Of the horrors
wrought Through the courtesy of
Mrs. Grfhn's father, foreman die
sinker at the Holmes & Edwards
plant, the letter is published exclu-
siEely in The Farmer.
4 most touching part Of the letter
WAS the postscript which reads:
II doubt If there is any sleep for
anyone tonight. We have lived
through one Of the worst events in
history andy ct are safe. 1 kept a
level head, so everyone said, and
worked through it all to beat the
band. The town is one big hell to-
night raangled bodies, sad hearts and
wrecked homes Oh, mother. dear,
it is awful. Good night, Blanche"
Dear Ones:
You know by now that we are all
safe Thank the Lord for so much.
for one had a miraculous escape. It
fsezcz 3nst before I got UP at 9:15 in
the morning and the house shook, the
awful explosion - then the cell
Ing fell in on US in bed, the windows
1tew past over our heads and the big
ha%A door Po11 fA5A Of
striking my head, but 1 can't under
stand how it did not kill me. OF
course it stunned me and I have had
headache and a large lump on the
top OF my head, but am here alive
and well
The door splfntered up as it fell,
breaking the heavy weight, but it was
heavy enough before was dug out
fronn underneath it ALL C. P. Cher
hsseband) was in bed too, but the door
fell on my side. Had we been dress
ing nothing would have saved US, for
the walls, and windows were blown
right into the opposite walls and
stuck. there. Prescott (their SOM
was fastened IN the kitchen by fall
ing doors, etc, but was unhArmed
except the icebox fell on him, knock
ing him over.
Ny maid is badly cut about the face
and chest. but they are not deep cuts.
MI. Ferguson, who rooms here, had
been to the Office or the Cotton
Mills. He was all cut up and bleed
ing frightfully. His ear was laid
open and his head, back Of ear and
his hand were cut. gave him first
aid treatment by washing off blood
and bandagfng him up His face is
a sight and he is lying in the kitchen
here Is very weak condition.
Our home is completely ruined. We