1918 Omaha Tornado

 

 

 



Introduction

 

Fright, distress, deprivation and violent death by storm and flood–affecting thousands of our people in many cities and villages of the Middle West–property loss amounting to a great many millions of dollars–all that the imagination can conjure from these words and more has hung over the American public like a persistent nightmare filled with unnamed horrors and has stirred the whole world with profound sympathy for the victims. 

 

President Wilson set in motion every agency of the Federal Government for relief tents, rations, soldiers and medical supplies–while many States and cities were quick to respond.


Following closely the disastrous storms in the South, the first of a far worse series of death-dealing and destructive cyclones and floods occurred on Easter Sunday, March 23, when several tornadoes or cyclones with terrific force and speed swept over Nebraska and parts of Iowa, Indiana and Illinois.  The city of Omaha was the worst sufferer.  At Omaha the path of the storm was through the rich residential section, completely wrecking hundreds of houses and causing the violent death of many persons.  The homeless numbered thousands.


All wire communication was cut off by the storm, so that for several hours the rest of the world was in ignorance of what had happened in the Nebraska metropolis and other points of the storm’s path.  Night came on with this frightful situation and fires started in the wreckage of buildings. 

 

Rescue work was rushed by the light of lanterns, as wires were down and the electric power shut off to minimize fire dangers.


Snowstorms and cold rains added to the sufferings of the homeless and to the difficulties of the rescue work at Omaha and other places west.

 



Chapter I.


A Desolate Easter Sunday


Easter Sunday, March 23, 1918, Gives Birth To Desolation–A Tiny Cloud Grows and Darkness Comes–A Proud City is Devastated–A Period of Destruction Begins

“The rain descended and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house, and it fell, and great was the fall of it.”

 

Matt. vii.27

 

 

Again is mankind humbled by the power of the Almighty and the great Middle West, with its fertile fields, immense industrial establishments and boasted communities of stability and wealth, lies devastated by wind and water.   Like a pigmy, man, the powerful, has been moved down in his vineyard, his house has been leveled and his possessions cast to the four winds of the earth.

 

Out of a tiny cloud that hovered over the beautiful city of Omaha at the close of a peaceful Easter Sunday, on March 23, 1913, there grew a storm of almost unparalleled destruction, which swept over Nebraska, Iowa, Illinois and portions of adjoining States to awe all mankind and claim as tribute hundreds of human lives besides untold millions of dollars worth of property.


Like a great black vulture of the night the tornado swept down upon the centre of Omaha at the end of an Easter day when the citizens were preparing for a night of rest.  Neighboring towns had been damaged by storms within a day or two, and blizzards in the surrounding country should have warned of dangerous atmospheric conditions.


The little cloud off to the south, near the town of Ralston, grew rapidly.  It assumed the form of a funnel and moved with tremendous speed.  Blacker and blacker grew the funnel, increasing in diameter until the smaller end nearest the ground covered an area of half a mile. 

 

Filling the air with a curious, piercing noise as it moved, the storm cloud was viewed in its work of destruction through the early evening light by passengers on a Chicago, Burlington and Quincy Railroad train, whose word pictures of the scene are unsurpassed in their eloquence.



Houses Collapsed As If Made Of Paper

 

 

Ahead of the train on which they were riding the black funnel struck the little town of Ralston. Houses collapsed as though they were of paper. The roofs went sailing away and the sides fell in. The passengers sat as though glued to their seats when the cloud struck.  Then as they comprehended the desolation wrought, a cry of horror went up.


The engineer brought the train to a stand and the passengers ran over to the wreckage of the houses.  They could hear the groans of the dying men and the wails of the injured and terrorized women and children. 

 

“I entered a house, or what had been a house,” said William Coon, of Lincoln, Neb., one of the passengers, “and before me lay a woman.  I touched her, and she was dead.  We got all of the injured out of the ruins and brought them to the train.  We were about to leave when our attention was called to a little house some distance from the others.  It had been wrecked and moved from its foundation, but we found a mother and her little baby lying upon a bed uninjured.  At another place a man was in the basement.  His house was carried away bodily and he was left standing with a very surprised look on his face, uninjured.”


“A big threshing machine, standing near one of the houses when the cloud struck it, shot straight up into the air and was carried about forty roads.  Houses were rolling and tumbling along the ground.  I saw a box car carried along by the terrific air current for a quarter of a mile.  When it split open six or seven men, who turned out to be part of a repair gang, dropped out.  Some lay very still, while others feebly crawled about.”



A Veritable Deluge

 

I was recovering from what I had seen on the train when we pulled into Omaha with the injured.  It was night then–but such a night!  The sky was lighted with a red glare and the streets were filled with people, who acted as though they were mad.  It was raining, a veritable deluge.  Frequently the cries of the wounded, unloaded at the station, were drowned by terrific peals of thunder.”


As the storm approached Omaha the atmosphere became heavy and oppressive.  This lasted about twenty minutes, and at ten minutes to ten we heard a terrific roar.  The only way I can describe it, is to compare it to a thousand trains rushing through a tunnel at one time.”


“Following that noise we heard loud crashing and grinding.  Instinct told me that a tornado had struck the city. 

 

All then was in darkness.  Electric wires were torn down, telephones were out of commission and each house was practically a box full of frightened people.  Many of the ruined houses caught fire, and the loud clanging of fire bells all over the town added terror to the scene.  The tornado lasted about twelve minutes, and was followed by a torrential rain.”


“The cloud was most peculiar.  It resembled a huge kite above and was followed by a long dark tail, which whipped and licked its way along the path of destruction.  It started in the southwest corner of the city and cut through the best residential section like a scythe.

 



Great Danger From Fire


Fire broke out in the debris of many wrecked buildings in the Nebraska and across the Missouri River in Iowa suffered severely, companies were hindered by falling walls and blockaded streets.  A heavy rain followed the wind, and though it drenched the hundreds of homeless persons, it also put out the flames.


Of the known dead within the area covered by the storm, 152 were residents of Omaha.  The remaining dead were scattered over a considerable range of territory, with Council Bluffs reporting 12; Yutan, Neb., 16; Berlin, Neb.,7; Glenwood, IA., 5; Neola, IA., 2; and Bartlett, IA., 3.  The same cities and towns reported an aggregate of 400 injured and 450 homes demolished.


More than 1500 persons were made homeless.  Aside from this 3000 buildings were more or less damaged, many of these being churches and school buildings.  Eight of Omaha’s public schools were wrecked.


The destruction began with the millionaire homes in the exclusive West Farnam and Bemis Park district, but farther northwest the buildings collapsed more easily and a large number of deaths resulted.


E. H. Smith, a private of the Signal Corps from Fort Omaha, became insane after helping carry a number of bodies and collapsed.  When he had regained consciousness it was necessary to take him to the post hospital where he was placed under restraint.



All In Darkness

 


Rescue work started as soon as the people were able to hurry to the stricken district, but the night’s work was by the light of lanterns and little was accomplished.  With the arrival of daylight, a train load of militia from Lincoln and the presence in the city of Governor Morehead, the work was systematized and a search for bodies started at once.


Des Moines sent a special train with 40 physicians who helped out the local staff who had been at work since 6 o’clock of the night before.  Nurses and medical supplies were also brought on this train.


The stretch of Omaha covered by the tornado reaches from the southern limit to the suburb of Florence, six miles north of the point of origin.  The storm swept the western part of the city for its entire length following the west side of the valley, extending along the Missouri River bluffs.
The eastern half of the city, generally composing the business section, was out of the path of the storm, but suffered greatly.


The greater part of the damage was done west of Twenty-fourth street, a north and south cross-town street, extending the entire length of the city. 



Show Place Unroofed

 


Among the show places of the city which felt the baneful effects of the storm was the Joslyn Castle, where the roof was torn off and the trees and shrubbery uprooted. 

 

The Convent of the Poor Clares at Twenty-ninth and Hamilton streets was unroofed and the grounds were littered with debris.


From the Field Club, which is in the western part of the city to the Carter Lake Club, situated at the northeast extremity, is one mass of debris from two to six blocks wide. 

 

Federal soldiers from Fort Omaha assisted the police in keeping looters and morbid curiosity seekers at bay.


At Twenty-fourth and Lake streets a moving picture show which was just putting on its final film was struck.  The roof of the building fell and in the mad rush, which was made through the only open exits open, many of those who were not hurt by the collapse of the building were trampled and crushed. 


The Sacred Heart Convent, one of the finest Catholic schools in the Middle West, was directly in the path of the storm and was totally demolished.  It is considered a miracle that every person in the enormous building escaped without injury.


A street car on a North Side line was demolished by the tornado and ten of the passengers injured.  Conductor Caldwell, in telling his experiences, said:

 

    “I was on the back platform when I saw the tornado coming.  I gave the signal to stop, shouted to the passengers that a cyclone was coming and ran for a basement of an unfinished building.  I jumped into the basement and three or four passengers were with me.  Wreckage flew over us and a lot of boards were piled on top of us.  A scantling was driven through the car and wedged between the seats and the side of the car.” 

     

Every window in the car was broken, bricks and debris of all kinds were piled inside and every seat was torn loose.



Babies Blown Out Of Buildings


Two babies were blown out of the building and the others piled in a heap on the floor when the storm struck the Child’s Savings Institution.  The babies were in their nursery on the second floor of the west wing of the building, which was partly blown away.  One of the babies blown away was found nearly a block distant, dead.  Her name was Thelma.  Aside from bruises and the fright, the rest of the babies were not badly injured.

 



Chapter II


Desolation, Doubt And Despair


Harrowing Scenes–Wreckage Everywhere–Caring for the Injured–The President Offers Assistance–Burying the Dead



Many are the freaks reported in the path of the tornado.  Houses were left unscathed, while their neighbors were literally torn to pieces.  Splinters were driven through trees, and in one place the lower story of a house was torn out while the upper story settled in its place.  Shade trees were uprooted and driven entirely through brick buildings.  Wires were torn down and wrapped about poles as if wound by the hand of an artisan.


In portions of the wreck-strewn path vast throngs of people stood with uncovered heads, tears streaming down their cheeks, as firemen and soldiers came out of the debris carrying in their arms the bodies of children and their mothers and fathers.


A strange thing about the disaster was that Omaha’s destruction was kept secret from the world for many hours by the storm, for all wire communication was broken down in the wrecking of the homes.  Messengers had to go to Lincoln, the State capitol, to give out first definite news of the disaster.



Clouds A Greenish Hue

 


“All afternoon the clouds had been low and toward evening they began to pile up from the southwest and took on a greenish hue.  There was no wind up to that time.  Suddenly the sky darkened and the wind came in a piercing whistle. 

 

I was walking in the centre of the city.  A moment later the blast came roaring like a train crossing a wooden bridge, and the air was filled with debris.  I plunged into an areaway of a building in the centre of a block. 


I saw a man picked off his feet and blown through a plate-glass window of the Odd Fellow’ Temple.  He was killed. 

 

A taxi careened around a corner, seemed to be running solidly and in the next instant it was tilted and rolled and then lifted over a sidewalk wall about six feet high.  The chauffeur, I believe, must have been killed, as the machine was smashed to kindling.


The roof of a small store was blown off about half a block from my refuge.  I could not see distinctly because of the dust, but I discerned a man run from the store to the street and then saw his body whirled for more than 100 feet.  His scalp was terribly cut, his arms broken and he was unconscious when picked up later. 

 

The storm passed in what must have been a very few minutes, and I fled on, and in two blocks I was out of the storm zone and into the business district, where there were no signs of damage.”


Governor Moorhead notified Mayor Dahlman that he would send a special message to the Legislature asking for the appropriation of sufficient funds to care for the homeless throughout the State.


Police Commissioner Ryder issued orders for all saloons in the vicinity of the wrecked district to remain closed until further notice.


Cots were placed in the auditorium and those without shelter were temporarily housed there.  The city purchasing agent arranged for enough beds to care for all those who could sleep in the auditorium.


President Wilson, immediately upon hearing of the terrible disaster, sent the following message to Mayor Dahlman, of Omaha:


    Washington, March 24


    “James C. Dahlman, Mayor of Omaha:


    “I am deeply distressed at the news received from Nebraska.  Can we help in any way?


    “Woodrow Wilson.”


In reply Mayor Dahlman sent this message of deep appreciation:


    “We deeply appreciate your offer of assistance, but our people are responding nobly, and I believe we can handle the situation.  Major Hartman, of Fort Omaha, and his men came promptly to our assistance and are doing great work.  The people of Omaha desire, however, to express their gratitude to you for your message of sympathy.”

     

    James C. Dahlman

     



    Telephone Exchange A Hospital

     


The Webster Telephone Exchange, at Twenty-second and Lake streets became a centre for rescue work as soon as the tornado had passed.  Physicians and nurses were summoned to the building and army officers’ headquarters were established there.  One hundred and seventy-six young women were working at the switchboards when the tornado struck.  Every window in the building was broken out and considerable damage was done to the building, but the switchboards remained intact.  All night the force of operators continued to work at the board.


One of the rest rooms, the furniture soaked with water and stained with blood, was converted into a temporary morgue, and bodies from the surrounding district were held there awaiting ambulances.  Nurses and physicians occupied another room, where injured persons were stretched on the floor.


When the terrific whirling cloud finally left Omaha at Fourteenth and Spencer streets it demolished the Missouri Pacific roundhouse, leveled the big trestle of the Illinois Central Railroad over Carter Lake, wrecked a number of buildings near the Rod and Gun Club, a fashionable outing place, and disappeared to the northeast.


The pathway of the storm, from three to seven blocks in width, cut a swath of twenty-four blocks long.  Within the space of this storm centre, which if made rectangular would cover a quarter section of land, 1200 houses were wrecked and more than 100 bodies were recovered.


Estimates of the value of the property demolished by the storm in Omaha alone are estimated at $12,000,000. 



Students In Schools Escape Injury

 


Eight public schools were put out of commission, seven churches were partly or wholly wrecked and one private school for girls was totally destroyed, although the students escaped.


Source: Excerpts from Horrors Of Tornado Flood And Fire, by Frederick E. Drinker, The Minter Company, Harrisburg, Pa., 1918, pp 33-.

Contributed by:   Anna Newell

 

From the books of E. E.Sheffer

 

 

 

 

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