The Daily Dispatch: November 30, 1860., [Electronic resource]

A Steamer in a Terrible condition.

‘ Thus when near Cleveland on Friday evening, the unfortunate steamer had to put about and for twenty-four hours endured one of the most terrible storms that ever blew on Lake Erie. The snow, hard and cutting as particles of ice, dashed in the faces of the sailors, the heavy seas made clean breaches over the vessel, smashing her bulworks and badly wrecking her at every blow. Ice formed everywhere, so that icicles depended from the roof of the cabins, and sheet ice cased the floors. Costly mirrors, handsome furniture, lamps, vases, and all the other elegant fittings of this beautiful steamer, were dashed to the deck in one common ruin. The passengers clung together, expecting every moment to be their last. To add to the horrors of the situation, the fuel gave out, and the engines were kept going by burning up some of the freight, and portions of the furniture. At one time the steamer lay over on her side and all hope was abandoned except by the officers, who never flinched for a moment. A quantity of heavy freight was thrown off, and she once more righted. When near Cleveland for the last time the larboard wheel dropped off and was lost, making it extremely difficult for the steamer to enter the port. She now lies at the dock, and a visit to her can alone give a correct idea of the suffering and dangers of that terrible trip.

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