The Archive · 1923

The Work of Rescue

resumed my search for my wife. As I walked along the side of the creek, the smoke was terrible. Dead and dying lay everywhere. They were of all sorts and conditions. Then I mei a friend who said that he had seen my wife in the park. I threw! my arms around him and then rushed to the park. There were awful sights en route. I found thousands in the park, which was surrounded on all four sides by burning buildings. It looked like becoming a dreadful trap. Hundreds collapsed—then Providence stepped in. The fountain pipes burst and tthe park was soon full: of water almost waist deep. What a God-send! I remained for hours in the park in the water. Everybody had torn pieces off their clothes to cover their handsjand faces from the heat. During the

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