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Show TEX TAXXOT DESCRIBE SCENES OF 3IISEHY j I Scotiebl. rtah. May 2. A black night this for the ill-fated little camp nestling in the hills of eastern Utah. Every minute min-ute during the long day the Jist of victims vic-tims has been swelled, and the horror of it all ir driving men and women frantic. They wander aimlecv-ly, despairing men. distracted and anguish-stricken xxomen, flocking near the houses so recently re-cently converted into ox'erfUled morgues. On the inside, where none are admitted except for one purpose I that of identifying the dead lies the j mute testimony of a tragedy tmch as? the world seldom knows, lifelees bodies out in ghastly tiers. , There are two houses, the church and j the sichool, in which these forms repose, j. pome of them black, others mangled un- til recognition is impossible, and it iis I the sorrowing xvife and the aged mother i H who mil! wind in and out among the I dead bodies searching for faces of dear ones. Though it rends their very heart strings, anything rather than the axx--ful fajyperwe they are enduring is xvel-eome. xvel-eome. . ". It ie? doubtful whether more .horrifying scenes xvere ever witnessed than those that are becoming so pitifully common here in this one little toxvn of less .than souls. ..It is beyond imagination's-poxxer imagination's-poxxer to describe the situation. With frightful regularity the piteous wails and maddening shriek? of a xvoman coming from some little cabin on the hillside and ringing through the canyon are heard hundreds of yards away. ;t means only that some one from the party of rescuers has imparted the news of a fatality in that family. Perhaps Per-haps it is a husband, or a son, or both, for there' are many such instances as a glance at jthe ever-groxving list .vill shoxx-.; - - It is with difficulty that these frantic xvives and mothers are restrained from rushing into the tunnel mouths dared by the rescuere. It is not unus-ual to j pee women rush wildly out into the street while some cold form is being J borne to the repository on a litter and raise the rough blanket that covers h'is features. She -may find a stranger, or perhaps a loved one. No. torigue can describe de-scribe the scenes of desolation and misery. . , No men are fot-n on the street in Sco-field. Sco-field. They' have all gone to the' canyon, can-yon, and xvhen any of the party of rescuers res-cuers drop out from sheer exhaustion, their places are quickly and willingly filled. |