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"How can I describe the flood of stricken humanity...?," A.S. Clapp asked rhetorically in a
section of his fire memoir that told of a scene similar to the one depicted here. "Without
thinking, it was possessed by one thought--on, onward--away from the burning city to the
green country beyond. Nobody might stop to rest; he was pressed on by others as tired as
himself. Men pulled buggies loaded with all they had on earth; women carried burdens
larger than themselves; children pushed baby carriages containing the little saved from their
homes. On they went to Fullerton avenue to scatter over the prairie--to drop in their tracks
and wait for they knew not what."
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The Waud Drawings 