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researched, transcribed and contributed by: Cathe Ziereis


This is part of a newspaper article from Oct. 4, 1895.
POEM
  The following verses, also, from what the Times understands to have been the only poem written upon that sad event, and published in the Marinette Eagle, are worthy of reproduction:

On swept the tornado, with maddening rush,
Uprooting the trees o'er the plain, thro' the brush,
And the sky-leaping flames, with hot, scorching breath,
Gathered parents and children to the harvest of death.

As years roll along and the ages have sped
O'er the charred, blackened bones of the Peshtigo dead,
And the story is told by the pen of the sage,
In letter's immortal on history's page.
No fancy can compass the horror and fright,
The anguish and woe of that terrible night.



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