Category: Misc. Accidents!

Froze To Death. Another Drunkard Gone.

Posted by – January 11, 2018

February 2, 1867
Froze to Death. Another Drunkard Gone.

Mr. Thomas Warner, a man of superior intelligence and information and once a minister of the gospel, froze to death, while in a helpless state of intoxication, near Elysian, Le Sueur county, on the night of the 16th of January. The day previous to his death and most of the night he had spent in a saloon in the village and left for his home, near morning, in a state of intoxication. When within one hundred rods of home, he commenced falling down every few rods until at last he was obliged to crawl on his hands and feet, which he did until he got within ten or twelve rods of his own door, but could get no farther, then falling forward from his crawling position died. He leaves a very interesting family.

Thus another victim to intemperance has gone − perished in a snow bank, almost at his own door, and the tears of the widow and orphan are falling and aching hearts are almost bursting in breasts that know no comfort.

We have been fearful for the past winter or two that we should have a similar case to the above to report, as having occurred in this village, but so far, thank God, all have escaped, but no one knows for how long.

Culled from the February 2, 1867 issue of the Chatfield Democrat (Minnesota),
as reprinted in Coffee Made Her Insane.

Terrible Suffering

Posted by – November 17, 2013

Steele Scrapbook – August 18, 1885


Terrible Suffering.

MARSHALL, Ill., Aug. 18.—One of the most horrible cases of suffering on record is reported from McKean, six miles east of here. On the 8th of the month, Davie Black, aged eleven, was thrown from a horse and his arm broken in two places. An unskillful physician set it, leaving one of the bones protruding through the flesh. Mortification set in and soon spread to the child’s shoulders and body. The mortified arm was left exposed to the flies by some means, and last Wednesday worms began working at the flesh of the living boy. After suffering the most awful agonies for five days and having his arm daily eaten away by the worms, the sufferer died Sunday night and the remains were buried at once. The surgeon has been warned to leave the country.


Unceremoniously Stolen From Alf

A Physician Buried Alive

Posted by – November 17, 2013

Steele Scrapbook – January 4, 1886



ST. PETERSBURG, Jan. 4.—Intelligence reached here to-day of a fearful accident that occurred at Proschovitsaks. A physician, to all appearances, died. The body was interred. A few hours after the mourners had departed from the cemetery some men who were engaged about the grounds were startled by hearing a succession of the most unearthly shrieks which came from the newly-filled grave. Shovels were procured and the earth was removed from the grave and the coffin lifted out. Upon opening the coffin it was found that the doctor had been alive when he was buried, but he had subsequently died from suffocation.


Stolen From A Freshly Buried Alf

Killed At Play

Posted by – November 17, 2013

Steele Scrapbook – October, 1885



Sad and Fatal Accident to a Young Boy in Butler Valley.

A sad accident happened Tuesday morning at Drums, in the Butler Valley. Frank, the nine-year-old son of Peter Reisenweaver, was attending school, and at recess engaged in a game of ball with some of the older pupils. Ettie Roth, a young girl about thirteen years, and a daughter of George Roth, was trying to throw a heavy base ball bat over a fence on which young Reisenweaver was sitting, when it slipped from her hand and struck the little fellow on the head causing the blood to flow freely. He went back to school when the bell announced recess ended, and the teacher, noticing the blood on his head and face, dressed the wound as well as she could and washed the blood from it, but thought nothing serious of it. At noon the boy complained of feeling sick and went home. His condition becoming more serious, his mother sent for a physician, but the little fellow sank rapidly and died at three o’clock. It is thought the skull was fractured by the blow on the head.


Unceremoniously Stolen From Alf

A Fatal Piece Of Sport

Posted by – November 17, 2013

Steele Scrapbook – August 15, 1892


A Fatal Piece of Sport.



ERIE, Pa., Aug. 15.—A party of bicyclists from Cleveland overtook a team between Girard and Fairview to-day and started the frightened horses racing. The animals became frantic and threw the driver, August Guelcher, from his seat, ran over, crushed and killed him almost instantly. The bicyclists, mortified at the result of their sport, stopped and rendered all the aid in their power.


Ruthlessly Stolen From From Alf

Death Under Peculiarly Sad Circumstances

Posted by – November 17, 2013

Obituary, Norfolk, VA – January 11, 1877

During Christmas week several boys in sport, placed a lot of firecrackers in a barrel under the window of the dormitory of the Wesleyan Female Seminary at Murfreesboro, and set the poppers off. Several of the school girls were very much frightened at the startling report, one of whom, MISS BETTIE ADAMS, of this county, was so shocked by the fright that it completely shattered her nervous system. She continued so ill that her parents were sent for, and on Thursday she had rallied sufficiently to justify the hope that she might be taken home, where the physicians thought that she would be more likely to recover. She arrived with her parents on the cars and was taken to the American House, and although every care was bestowed upon her that the thoughtfulness of kind friends and a skillful physician could suggest, she sank rapidly, and died about two hours after arriving in this city. The proprietors of the American House were unceasing in their attentions to the bereaved family. The deceased young lady’s father, Mr. Levy P. Ames, had her remains conveyed to his residence near Churchland, where they will be interred. It has never been our duty to chronicle a more sorrowful occurrence than the death of this young lady, who was stricken down at the seemingly untimely age of 16 years, and in the bloom of youthful ambition. This should be a lesson to the young to remember that in the midst of life we are in death.

Donated by Cupid In Hell who comments, “They don’t write ’em like this anymore — and besides that, people don’t die like this anymore! Can you think of a modern instance of a teenage girl (or anyone else, for that matter) dying a LINGERING death from fright?” 

No, I certainly cannot – can you?