New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1917-12-15
Streets of Halifax Clogged
With Blackened Wreckage
Men. Women and Children Gather in Small Groups 10
Hunt Twisted Debris for Lost
Relatives

of n cellar and followed the writer a
half n mile over the snow. A white fox
terrier smeared with SCOT hoped IN
and out Of the wreckage Of one dwell.
ing, giving no heed to the calls OF
passersby.
Hes been Mt it all day,S remarked
q soldier. land we can't catch MIN lot
a mascot. A while ago he scared up
a couple Of chickens and chased them
up the road. That's the only time he's
left the place"
II had been generally reported that
the Richmond district OF Halifax was
settlement of poor persons, put IN
the journey over the ruins the writer
observed an abundance OF furnishings
of the sort not found in the homes OF
the moor. Practically all Of the build
inps were of wood and from the un-
scathed sections Of the outer walls 1t
was apparent that many OF the dwell
ings were shingled cottages common
in suburban development.
A few hundred yards away in the
middle of what had once been cross
street lay two big bay horses. One
was in a sitting posture, both front
feet protruding as if the creature had
fallen and was trying 70 rise. It's
mate lay over on its side, the right
front foot stretched over the other
horses back. The harness on each
animal was intact. Behind them lay
the frame and wheels of the oil tank
wagon they had been drawing, the tank
itself having been hurled about three
hundred yards away.
The hike had lasted some two hours,
when the writer turned westward to the
hilltops. iourneying back in Gottingen
Street. which led southwark TO the rear
Of the citadel.
On the crest of the hill there was
less damage than on the slopes below
but one house, a quaint little place re-
Gently built by man named andre"
Green. the foreman Of sugar re-
fnery at the waters edge, was crushed
like a fattened egg she'll.
A man of about thirty, provincial ard
laxative, walked about the place pick
ing I'D splinters and throwing them
down again. He was the only human
being in the locality. He had been
wandering about the house aimlessly
for two days, although he knew there
were no bodies under the ruins.
"On. misterl This is awful, amt it,
he asked. He was the married son OF
Andrew Green, Of the refinery. THAT
square section you see sticking out
there was fathers ROOM" he said.
Father and Joe and Edward were
burned up in the refinery. Father
would have gone, anyway, If he had
STAYED at home. | climbed up there
this morning and picked up piece OF
the munition ship as big as yer head:
1t flew right through both walls and
stuck in scantlng. That was fathers
room. 1t would have killed him, any
way, if he had stayed TO home. My
sister and my aunt are both in the hos
pital. They will both get well again,
they tell me, but aunt will be stone
blind. | came runnin' down from my
place, further up on the hill, after the
explosion, and found both of the women
out here in the yard. They was cut and
bleedin' and didn't know nothin'. When
they come to sister told me she was
blown clean up through the roof. Aunt
didn't know how she got out in the
yard"
When the writer reached the citadel
children were tobogganing down its
slopes, laughing and shouting, and
along the streets groups Of men talked
politics.