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The playroom door was open, and once inside I
glanced at the tool room door- safe - the wood
room door likewise. Cue and balls on the billiard
table - then I ran upstairs, Confusion ad and
disorder everywhere - little broken stuff however.
Statuary intact. Hall clock stopped at 11:45 date
18th - On upstairs - clothes and linen scattered in
hall from hasty packing - beds stripped to wire mattresses
- Chaos of toothpowder and bottles about the
washstands - broken bric-a brac here in plenty. On
up to the Attic, rooms intact skylights badly broken.

I went to the window of my room to look for the
location of the fires. There one gets a second picture
that will stick - you know the view - and
can imagine the rest. From the Unitarian Church, which
is not badly damaged, the clear sweep to the limit
of vision around the N. E. - utter desolation.

From the Cupola windows I saw the big black
smoke that rolled along above Franklin St. and I
began to want to see what it meant. So out