Category Archives: Explosive Death!

A Fool and a Can of Powder

A Fool and a Can of Powder.

LAFAYETTE, Ind. Oct. 3.—A horrible and fatal explosion occurred at Bringhurst, Carroll county, on Friday.  A man named Britton came to the store of Shanklin & Kearns for some powder.  Mr. Kearns, with a lighted cigar in his mouth, poured out the powder from a large can into the scales. In setting down the can the cigar was knocked from his mouth into the can of powder, which exploded with great violence, tearing out the front part of the building and scattering the goods into the street.  It was a fearful wreck.  Mr. Kearn’s arm was broken in two places, his shoulders were dislocated, and his head and face were burned in a frightful manner.  He died in a few hours after intense suffering.  Britton had both arms broken and was terribly burned.  His injuries are fatal.  

Culled from the collection of The Comtesse DeSpair – 1886 Morbid Scrapbook

A Train on the O&M Railroad Blown to Atoms

It’s time for another ghastly tale from our troubled past, this one courtesy of Joy Kemnitz who sends a clipping from the November 5, 1868 issue of the The Sweetwater Forerunner, Sweetwater, Tennessee. As Joy says, “They really don’t pull any punches in the old article descriptions” – and that is why the Comtesse loves them so!


 

A Train on the O.&M. Rail-Road Blown to Atoms.

Special dispatch to the Louisville Journal.

CINCINNATI, Oct. 30.–One of the most horrible railroad accidents that has occurred in this vicinity for some time past, took place at Gravel Pit, a station distant about eighteen miles from this city, on the Ohio and Mississippi road last night about 8 o’clock. A special freight train left this city at 6:25 last evening in charge of Mr. Mills Howe, conductor, and Jos. Gardner engineer. Reaching Gravel Pit about 7 1/2 o’clock, the train was stopped on the main track for the purpose of taking in wood for the engine.

Shortly after the train stopped, while the brakeman was passing the wood aboard the tender, the engineer oiling the engine, the fireman piling the wood as it came on board, and the conductor and a party of little boys who had gathered about to see the locomotive standing alongside the engine, a powerful freight locomotive exploded her boiler with a report that was heard for miles around, and with such force that it killed the conductor, fireman, and one of the boys outright, and wounded two more of the boys, who have since died.–The engineer and a brakeman named Henry Howe, brother to the conductor, were also injured quite severely.

So terrible was the force of the explosion that the engine was shattered into fragments, some of which were blown to the Kentucky side of the river, a distance of nearly a mile, while others, large and small, have since been picked up around the scene of the accident within a radius of a thousand yards. The wood in the pile alongside was sent flying in the air in every direction, and a stationary engine used for sawing the wood and the house that enclosed it were blown to fragments.

The conductor was lifted up and thrown against the wood pile, struck in the face and body with several fragments of the boiler, and so fearfully mangled and burned by the escaping steam as to be almost unrecognizable. Both legs were broken and his body crushed to jelly, and his face and neck gashed and skull crushed. The fireman, John Malone, who was standing near the fire doors in a position to feel the full force of the explosion, was also horribly mangled and died instantly. His limbs were broken, body covered with cuts and bruises, and his skull blown off and brains spattered all over the river side of the water tank.

One of the boys named John Smith, son of one of the employees of the road, residing at the gravel pit, was blown a long distance of 300 yards against a gravel bank and instantly killed. He was about twelve years of age. His brother, a few years younger was also blown a long distance, together with the flying wood, and so badly injured that he has since died. The boy, Thos. Murphy, about fifteen years old, was lifted up and thrown a distance of fifty feet against a wood-pile, which fell on his body, completely hiding it from view. He died in a few minutes after being taken from the debris. His little brother, about six years of age was blown a distance of forty feet into a lot of tall weeds, where he was found crying lustily, but slightly injured.

Mr. Gardner was knocked down and badly injured in the head, shoulder, and hip.

Henry Howe, the brakeman, had his hip and knee crushed, and received internal injuries, which, it is feared, will prove fatal. Several other person were bruised by the flying fragments. The trucks of the engine were not moved from the track, nor the tender moved more than three feet backwards. the force seems to have acted from below, lifting the boiler up and scattering the fragments in all directions.

Death In A Powder Mill

Steele Scrapbook – January 18, 1892

 

DEATH IN A POWDER MILL.


FRIGHTFUL RESULTS OF AN EXPLOSION NEAR CEREDO, WEST VIRGINIA.


How the Awful Wreck Was Brought About Not Likely Ever to Be Known—Names of Some of the Killed and Injured—Damage Done for Miles Around the Place.

CINCINNATTI, Jan. 18.—Special from the cities near Ceredo, W. Va, tell of terrific explosion of the Phoenix Powder Mills which was very distructive [sic] to life this morning. The Phoenix mill is situated at Central City, near Ceredo, and about half way between Huntington, W. Va., and Cattlettsburg, Ky. This is the third explosion at this mill within three months, and is by all odds the most destructive one. The last one before this happened six weeks ago and was a trifling affair. How the wreck to-day was brought about will never be known, because not a soul that was in the mill is left alive to tell the story. At half-past eight o’clock this morning people in Ironton, twenty-five miles away, heard the terrible detonating roar. In Ceredo, three miles away, windows were broken and wares in the stores were shaken from the shelves. In Cattlettsburg, nearly ten miles away, the earth shook and people were alarmed. Everybody divined the cause, and there was a rush from all directions to the scene.

The local authorities organized and surrounded the ruins with a cordon of police, through which none of the thousands of spectators were permitted to pass. It has been ascertained that the first explosion was in the glazing-room, where there were ten tons of powder. Thus successively the packing-house, the magazine and the four-wheel mills, and lastly a carload of gunpowder, went hurling in the fiery fragments through the air. No vestment of the entire plant remains, and the country for half a mile is strewn with fragments of the buildings and of the bodies of five men, victims of the disaster. It is not known definitely, but at the present writing it is believed that not less than thirty-five tons of powder were burned in the several explosions. The killed are:

ARCHIE LIVINGSTON, a Scotchman, who has been superintendent of the mills since they started. He was blown to atoms. Only his hand was found.

ED WINTON, the architect and engineer, who built the works, was in the magazine when it exploded and strange to say his body was very little mutilated.

JOHN BENTON, a workman, body horribly mangled.

JOHN SCHLOSSER and CHARLES SCOTT, workmen, were both terribly mutilated. All these are either known or supposed to have been in the buildings when the explosion occurred.

Robert Cook, a glazing mill hand, was approaching the glazing mill when it blew up. His clothing, hair and whiskers were burned off. He ran 200 yards to a stream and jumped in. He will not live till midnight.

The seriously injured are: K.O. Reece, James Esteep and John Justice, who happened to be in the vicinity when the explosions occurred. There are no doubts but that there are many slightly injured, whose names have not been ascertained.

 

Can you imagine why anyone would want to work in such a place? 3 explosions in 3 months? I don’t like those odds!!
Finally – don’t you love the detail they put in the description of the victims? Can you imagine if we still went into such detail? 9/11 would have been even more morbid than it already was!

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