Meanwhile Agatha had spent several anxious hours. She was preparing her
humble evening meal when the thundering uproar and the shaking of the
hut filled her with the terrors of death. Seizing the infant, which lay
awake in its cradle, she crossed the threshold, while the soil under her
feet slid down into the valley. Escaping into the open air, she looked
back and saw her hut and a sea of huge stone blocks roll down into the
vale below, while the spot on which she stood remained unmoved. In this
situation she was found by Bläsi, who, though a poor and ruined man,
still thanked God for the wonderful preservation of his family.
About a thousand feet lower down the mountain lived Bläsi’s brother
Bastian, who, when the mountain slipped, was tending his herd on the
opposite Righi. But his wife and her two little children were in his hut
when it was buried beneath the stony avalanche. After the terrible
commotion had subsided, the relations of Frau Mettler, anxious to
ascertain her fate, hastened to the scene of desolation. The hut had
disappeared, the green Alpine meadow was covered with a heap of ruins,
but, not far from the former site of the humble cottage, the youngest
child lay quietly sleeping. At the peril of his life, one of the
infant’s relations clambered over the ruins and rescued the little
sleeper, who, unhurt amidst the falling rafters of the hut and the ruins
of the crumbling mountain, had been carried away with the bed on which
he was reposing. On my last visit to Switzerland, I was informed that
Sebastian Meinhardt Mettler, the child thus wonderfully saved, died in
the year 1867, at the age of sixty-one.
Some of the victims who had been buried in the ruins of the villages
were dug out and restored to daylight; others, less fortunate, may have
slowly perished, immured in a living grave; but by far the greater
number were no doubt suddenly killed. The total number of those who were
saved, either by the assistance of their friends, or by a timely flight,
or by absence from their homes at the time of the disaster, amounted to
220; but more than double that number perished, and probably there was
not one among the survivors who had not to lament the loss of friends
and kinsfolk.
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