American National Red Cross; Red Cross and Red Crescent
A steady rainfall for several days in the latter part of May caused
overflows in all the streams in western Pennsylvania, and much of the
city of Johnstown was already under water to a depth of from two to ten
feet, when suddenly the dam over the Little Conemaugh gave way, and its
flood, resembling a moving mountain of water thirty feet high, was
precipitated upon the doomed city. Numbers of the inhabitants, who had
carried the fear of this disaster in their minds for years, had become
so alarmed by the long continued rains, and the floods that were already
upon them, took their families and fled to the high grounds on the
hillsides. But the great majority of the people, who, though fully aware
of the danger, had lived with it so long that they had become careless
and indifferent, took no precautions whatever. These were overwhelmed by
the tide almost without warning, and before they could seek safety were
swept away.
The number of lives lost will never be accurately known; but in all
probability it reached in the entire valley nearly five thousand. It is
said that property to the amount of twelve millions of dollars was
absolutely lost.
It was at the moment of supreme affliction when we arrived at Johnstown.
The waters had subsided, and those of the inhabitants who had escaped
the fate of their fellows, were gazing over the scene of destruction and
trying to arouse themselves from the lethargy that had taken hold of
them when they were stunned by the realization of all the woe that had
been visited upon them. How nobly they responded to the call of duty!
How much of the heroic there is in our people when it is needed! No idle
murmurings of fate, but true to the godlike instincts of manhood and
fraternal love, they quickly banded together to do the best that the
wisest among them could suggest.
For five weary months it was our portion to live amid these scenes of
destruction, desolation, poverty, want and woe; sometimes in tents,
sometimes without; in rain and mud, and a lack of the commonest
comforts, until we could build houses to shelter ourselves and those
around us. Without a safe, and with a dry goods box for a desk, we
conducted financial affairs in money and material to the extent of
nearly half a million dollars.
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