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To the CLERMONT FLOOD DISASTER
1917
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1. Oh, work of nature! why should you
The work of God and man undo,
At Clermont, on that awful night,
And leave her in such sorry plight:
Aghast and ruined, torn, destroyed
With storm and tempest you employed.
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Ah me! of what an awful gale,
Some never lived to tell the tale;
The flood came down and spread alarm,
They never thought of death or harm;
Disaster, no, they little thought
How it would set their work at naught.
But, lo, the creek soon overflowed,
The torrent tearing down the road;
Seething and raging, might and main,
While heroes went and came again.
A lady fair, both brave and bold,
Saved lives quite reckless, we are told.
At daylight, what an awful scene,
They never thought it could have been
Their little town, which once was there,
Had disappeared-the place was bare-
And all around lay desolation ;
Could we but give them consolation.
The lives of men and women went-
To eternal rest, we trust they're sent:
Their earthly joys and cares are done,
The race of life they each have run.
What sacrifice you had to pay,
Oh, Clermont, on that awful day!
Composed by E. T. SHORLEY.
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Dear sister Brothe perib 10 109/18 Federal Hotel
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just a card to Rostyard. Innisfail. It. Iland
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we are alreITTEN I came through
IS SIDE
the storm we had here a month ago with
oul a scratch Wak was lucky to be.
"Yownsville at the time I'm sending you
the paker so as you can see I've had
a rough time but I fared better than
many foor devils 17 got filled in the cyclon
duany injured hope this finds you
cletter soon to follow, love to all from Celje mes
all well
