The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-09-27
TELLS HORROR or
STORM IN DIAR Y
Witness Relates Experience in Shack at Coral Gables
Near God Says Son in Letter.

think the noise is.so deafening. Ev-
cry one is either praying or sitting
quiet as death.
Pretty Near God
Pat starts to play the uke. Wom-
en- won't let him If he can't play
Nearer My God to Thee" He doesn't
play. / think every one is pretty
near God now. utter little silent
prayer myself every once in while.
/ wonder if-if this place will hang
together?
1.-THE Wild Cat roof just passed
over our heads. That's the public
market across the way. Zane's gro
Gerry, on the eother side, has caved
in now. This is awful. I am sur
prised because I am so collected and
not a bit scaler, although 1 am wet
clear through and my hands are cold
as ice. raised the window next to
me, so after kicking out the screen
we could climb out when the roof
blows off.
This house weaves back and forth
something awful. The awnings have
all blown off and the rain comes in
in sheets. More people come into
our house. One fellow hasn't any
shirt on his back and is shivering
like leaf. Got out our oil and made
coffee for everyone.
"'Pat' and l hit the bottle. The
sign on the top of the station has
e. Ia
awful noise and the women screamed.
1 wish Pat would stay inside. He
wants to find place to take every
one if the house starts to break up.
Thinks of Mother
IT think of mother and how she
will worry. All the wires and poles
are down so that communication will
be impossible for at least a week.
More people come in from God
knows where. A family of five have
been killed down the street. A man
just came in. He has taken his
brother to hospital. I wonder how
he got there. He tells us that a
woman in an apartment down the
street just gave birth to a child.
They have taken her away in an
ambulance.
81 think the storm is at its height
now. The house keeps rocking back
and forth and the rain is terrible
Water everywhere. Don't tell me
that you don't get close to the AL
mighty at times like this. Every
thing seems to fall away from our
house. Even the telegraph poles
lean the other way. The old man
who built this house was a good car
penter.
THE windows in the front room
just blew out. No one is in there.
went in and closed the front door
and braced the wall with a two by
four from out back. It's quieting
down now a little bit, but now and
then a gust of wind still rocks
this house.
"a woman has ad og IN here. It's
the most frightened one Of all Of us.
Buildings Down
'Five-thirty and it's over, again.
Everybody leaves us to go home,
or what's left of it. We go outside
and as far as We can see there isn't
house Of wood or concrete stand
ing intact.
"Our house stood 1t better than
any of them. I thinI,s the reason
is because the wind did not hit us
broadside.
.All day Saturday there is a slight
wind which still has little howl to
it. Went down to see Jack and
his wife came out. The roof of their
apartment came off and all the stun
got wet. Haven't had anything to
eat since Friday afternoon. Pat and
l drank two quarts of booze, though.
I'm not crazy about the stuff. but
l do think it helped us to keep our
nerve and keep the chills out of us.
However, my legs are so stiff
from, being wet 1 hurt most from
my waist down. i guess it is caused
from wet feet and the continual
strain. Fifteen hours of not know
ing whether the next minute would
find you dead or not is enough to
make you ache all. over.
mo water to drink and only lit
tie rain water caught in a wheel
barrow to use to make coffee. Sal
vaged lot of canned goods from
the Wild Cat market. They say
we won't be able to get anything
to eat in here for about two weeks
However, we salvaged a loaf of
bread, a half-dozen cans of beans,
canned salmon, condensed milk,
Welsh rarebit, chilli. coup, spaghetti
and ten pounds of sugar which had
escaped the storm, somehow.
Hit Bottle Again
1--WE have coffee and other things
here, so we will be all right. We
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