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THE ASHTABULA DISASTER.

Brunner of "Wisconsin , and by others, to be Mr.P. P. Bliss, the sweet singer, was seen toemerge and then to go back, saying that he willperish with his family.

A gentleman was seen in the midst of theflames, standing as if surrounded by a wall of fire,until he fell. The most appalling sounds andsights shock every heart, and send a shiver ofhorror through every frame. The howl of a poorwounded dog echoes through the valley.

A woman, whose children have already per-ished, was seen lifting up her hands and beseech-ing help, and was at last rescued, among the last,awfully burned, and died in a few days from herwounds. The last one removed was the fireman,and then this poor dog, which had kept up itspiteous howling.

The living were driven from the wreck, andcould only stand and look upon the awful scene.A cry arose—a horrid cry; it was not a shriek;it was not a groan, nor even a cry for help, butit was a plaintive, melancholy wail—the despair-ing crv of those who knew that thev must die.It was a prolonged, an agonized, a heart-rending