At The Very Beginning We Noticed
The Wagon Of A Countryman Across The Street With One Horse Hitched To
It.
The horse was tied so the water from an eaves trough poured
directly upon his back, and not liking that, he stepped forward, which
brought the powerful stream straight to the wagon.
Unfortunately for the owner, the wagon had been piled high with all
sorts of packages, both large and small, and all in paper or paper
bags. One by one these were swept out, and as the volume of water
increased in force and the paper became wet and easily torn, their
contents went in every direction. Down in the bottom was a large bag
of beans, and when the pipe water reached this, there was a white
spray resembling a geyser. Not one thing was left in that wagon - even
sacks of potatoes and grain were washed out! It is a wonder that the
poor horse took it all as patiently as he did.
During all this time we had not even heard from our friends next door;
after a while, however, we got together, but it was impossible to
return to the hotel for a long time, because of the great depth of
water in the street. Mrs. Pierce, whose house is on the opposite side
of the ravine, could not get to her home until just before dark, after
a temporary bridge had been built across the still high stream. Not
one bridge was left across the creek, and they say that nothing has
been left at Chinatown - that it was washed clean.
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