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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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