The Life of Sir Rowland Hill and the History of Penny Postage, Vol. 1 (of 2)Hill, Rowland, Sir
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The Life of Sir Rowland Hill and the History of Penny Postage, Vol. 1 (of 2)
Hill, Rowland, Sir
Hill, Rowland, Sir, 1795-1879; Postal service -- Great Britain -- Rates
“By about eight the engines ceased to play—the fire was
extinguished. Till this time so actively had I been engaged,
that I believe I had not time to reflect upon the consequences
of this accident. But now all was over. Exertion was no further
of any use. In informing my father that such was the state of
things, my throat felt as stopped, and the tears came to my
eyes. I went upstairs, and to the top of the house. The whole
of the roof, excepting that part over the school-room, was
destroyed. Two or three of the beams, reduced to charcoal,
remained in their places, and a few of the slates still rested
upon some of the bending rafters; the rest was bare to the sky.
In some places the rubbish was still smoking. To extinguish
this completely, and to search every place to be certain
that all was safe, occupied my attention for a time; but the
consideration of the probable effect this accident might have
on our future success would obtrude itself on my mind. We had
insured the house and furniture, but for a small sum; the first
for £500, the latter for £250, and I soon saw that the loss
would be considerable.
“In order to throw the water immediately upon the fire, we
raised a ladder which had been made a few months before to be
in readiness in case of such an accident. Up this the firemen
carried their pipes, and played almost directly upon the
flames.”
Among the firemen on the crumbling roof, directing and aiding them, was
his brother Edwin. “Observing that one of the men had difficulty in
reaching a place where the flames remained unsubdued, he seized one of
the largest slates, and so held it as to deflect the stream, all this
being done while his bride stood in anxiety below.”
“Another pipe was carried up the stairs, and threw its water
upon the fire through an opening over the back stairs. This
engine was very effective, till a scoundrel (and there were
several about who took advantage of the confusion to plunder
the house), in order to make the confusion still greater,
stamped upon the pipe and burst it. A fireman who saw this,
took a short staff out of his pocket and gave the fellow a
blow on his head, which sent him completely downstairs. I did
not know of this till after the fire was over and the rascal
had escaped, otherwise he should have been dealt with as he
deserved. I cannot think of any crime which so completely
shows the absence of all good feeling as to take advantage of
another’s misfortunes, and even to increase them for the sake
of plunder.
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