| Wednesday,
October 11, 2000
1900 Storm of
Galveston Part III
Notes on letter of Joseph Henry
Hawley (referred to hereafter as JHH):
On Saturday, September 8, 1900 a
hurricane swept in from the Gulf of
Mexico, the center passing about thirty
miles west of Galveston between noon and
8:30 p.m. Winds gusted at 120 miles per
hour and the storm tide reached a height
of fifteen feet between 8 and 9 p.m. The
best estimate is that 6,000 people died
and 3,600 homes were destroyed.
The first news the Willis family in the
north had of the catastrophe came in a
telegram on September 11th. On September
14th Short Adam wired his wife, Mary
Carter Hawley Willis, who was in Marietta,
Ohio, that another wire had been received
from her father and all was well.
"During the 1900 storm in
Galveston, Joseph Henry Hawley was
appointed Commissioner of the Home Guard.
This office carried not only the
responsibility of safeguarding private
property and identifying the dead, but
also of disposing of the thousands of
corpses. His vivid description of this
tragedy was in a letter written to his
wife Sarah, who at the time was visiting
in New Jersey with their daughter, Mary
Carter Hawley Willis. The original letter
is in the Rosenburg Library in
Galveston." from Chips From Old
Blocks, Compiled by Richard Short Willis
II and Genevieve Murphy Willis, p. 7.
JHH: "I superintended the handling
of 500 bodies over the wharves at
Galveston on to barges, whence they were
taken out to sea, with weights attached to
them and sunk, as only means, at that
time, by which they could be disposed
of."
"There were so many bodies that
after a while the senses numbed, and the
corpses seemed to be merely some sort of
demented design. They were heaped together
in the streets, strewn across vacant lots,
sticking from mounds of wreckage ,
floating in shallow pools of the bay. Most
were naked, mutilated and dashed beyond
recognition. They hung like macabre
ornaments from trees, trestles and
telephone poles. One observer counted
forty-three bodies dangling from the
framework of a partially demolished
railroad bridge. The horror and
unspeakable suffering of the victims’
final moments were often preserved in
ghastly frescoes of death."
From Galveston by Gary Cartwright, p.
176.
"At first, the burial details
tried to dig trenches for mass disposals,
but the ground was so saturated that the
holes filled with water. Nest they decided
on burial at sea. By Monday evening, the
crews has collected seven hundred bodies,
mostly naked, enough for three barges. A
gang of fifty black men were on board at
gunpoint, and the barges were towed
eighteen miles into the Gulf. The corpses
had to weighted and dumped, the next day
the barge workers returned, ashen in
color. Two days later, the body of a woman
buried at sea with a two-hundred pound
rock attached to her was discovered on the
beach. Others shortly began to float
ashore on the west end of the island.
Following that grisly episode, workmen
burned the bodies where they found
them."
From The Great Storm &
Technological Response, p. 130.
"The only solution, it became
apparent, was immediate and wholesale
burial at sea. All day Monday and Tuesday
carts and wagons full of corpses plodded
along the ravaged streets of Galveston, in
the direction of the wharves, arms and
legs protruding under tarpaulins. The job
of loading the bodies onto barges and
taking them to sea was so abhorrent that
recruits had to rounded up at bayonet
point and plied with whiskey. "An
armed guard brought fifty Negroes to the
barges and went on with them," wrote
Father Kirwin, who help supply whiskey to
the white volunteers. "The barges
were taken out into the Gulf and remained
there all night, until it was light enough
for the Negroes to fasten weights and
throw the bodies overboard. When the
barges returned those Negroes were ashen
in color." Two days later Father
Kirwin’s face was similarly ashen. A
member of his congregation came to the
cathedral and told the priest: "My
mother-in-law is back." "That’s
impossible!" said Father Kirwin,
reminding the man that they had dumped his
mother-in-law’s weighted body eighteen
miles out to sea. But she was back, as
were the bodies of hundreds of others:
they had washed up on beach overnight. The
committee had to rethink its
strategy."
From Galveston by Gary Cartwright, p.
179.
JHH: "at different points along
the wreckage funeral pyres were erected
and 10, 12, 14, to 16 bodies piled
thereon, saturated with oil, and burned,
while hundreds of bodies were burned in
individual instances."
"Since it was no longer possible
to haul decaying bodies through the
streets, the committee decided to burn
corpses on the spot. The bodies, and the
mountain of debris created by the storm’s
battering ram, were burned in sections.
From one end of the Island to the other,
funeral pyres burned night and day: at
night you could see their glow from the
mainland. No one alive during that
terrible time would ever forget the sight,
or the smell."
From Galveston by Gary Cartwright, p.
179.
"The days passed, and at night
time observers on the mainland could see
the long line of cremation fires glowing
in the darkness across the water. There
were no vultures in Galveston, and the
pyres burned into November."
From The Great Storm &
Technological Response, p. 132.
JHH: :Every man here has nerve and has
tried to do his duty--the measure of it
was that which he could do. For two days
and two nights we stayed up not knowing
even that we were tired, until we could go
no further. Instances of courage and
heroism are thick, for every man seemed to
have the courage necessary to meet such an
occasion.
Part IV will continue next week.
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