x( Where wreckage first landed from S.S. Portland Sunday night.
P Place five miles N. E. of High Head Life Saving Station, where it is thought by all coast men the Portland went down.
Such was the force of this hurricane of wind that every window pane on the ocean side of our house (the Signal Station at Highland Light) was blown in and smashed into a thousand fragments. Men exposed to the full force of the storm were blown from their feet and hurled about like blocks of wood.
Men of the Life Saving service were exhausted by their exertions in trying to cover their beats, and several of them were completely unnerved by their frequent trying experiences in dragging torn and sea-washed bodies from the surf. There were cases where some of the men of this service were made almost nervous wrecks by their almost nightly contact with the disfigured and unfortunate victims thrown up to their feet by the sea.
Destruction widespread on land and sea was the result of this fearful storm.
Never had its like been seen before.
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My daughter for a number of years was my assistant and the following story, which originally appeared in the New York World, may be of interest in this connection: