Johnstown Flood
In the second half of the nineteenth century, industry in Pittsburgh boomed, creating enormous wealth and associated environmental pollution. When promoter Benjamin Franklin Ruff offered pristine lakefront property high in the mountains 70 miles east of the city, he found willing customers among the rich Pittsburghers anxious to escape the smoke and soot, if only for a week in the summer.
Ruff based his sanctuary on the South Fork Dam, built to supply water to the west end of the Pennsylvania Main Line Canal and abandoned when the Pennsylvania Railroad eliminated the need for the canal. Among those who paid the $100 membership fee to join Ruff’s South Fork Fishing and Hunting Club were Andrew and Thomas Carnegie, Henry Clay Frick, and Robert Pitcairn.
Opening for guests in July 1881, the club offered relaxed elegance in a 47-bedroom clubhouse with a 150-seat dining room, property for privately owned “cottages”, boating and fishing on 400-acre Lake Conemaugh, and freedom from the cares and dirt of the city. But the lake lacked any means to drain excess water, as Ruff had removed the crucial drainage pipes and lowered the center of the dam to within a few feet of the spillway. Disaster was inevitable but ignored.
That disaster came at the end of May 1889, when torrential rains, estimated at six to ten inches in a 24-hour period, fell over the Johnstown area and Lake Conemaugh. With no way to systematically drain excess water from the lake, and with debris blocking the spillway, workers labored furiously to add trees, rocks and dirt to raise the lowered center of the dam.
About Noon on May 31, the telegraph agent at South Fork, just below the dam, received an excited visitor. The agent, Emma Ehrenfeld, could hardly believe his story. He said a man came from the lake and told him, “It’s rising very fast and there’s danger of the reservoir breaking.” Because the rains had disrupted the telegraph line between South Fork and Johnstown, the warning of imminent catastrophe had to be hand-carried around the break before it could be transmitted to the telegraph agent in Johnstown and forwarded to Pittsburgh. The actual telegram is lost to posterity, but the message said something like, “SOUTH FORK DAM LIABLE TO BREAK: NOTIFY THE PEOPLE OF JOHNSTOWN TO PREPARE FOR THE WORST.” It arrived at the desk of Robert Pitcairn about 1:00 PM, and he immediately boarded his private railroad car and departed for Johnstown.
Two more increasingly urgent telegrams arrived in Johnstown at about 2:00 PM and 2:44 PM. Residents, having heard “The sky is falling” warnings many times previously, moved to upper stories of their homes and some evacuated to the nearby hills surrounding the city. But nothing humans did either at the dam site or in Johnstown could prevent the coming devastation.
At about 2:55 PM, the center of the dam disintegrated, releasing a 60-foot wall of water that thundered down the narrow valley. At 4:07 PM, after decimating the eastern suburbs of East Conemaugh and Woodvale, the torrent hit Johnstown.
Meanwhile, the train carrying Robert Pitcairn proceeded east along the Monongahela River valley, with each railroad station revealing more severe flooding from the recent rains. When the train entered the Conemaugh Gap, a 1,500-foot-deep gorge carved by the Conemaugh River on its path from Johnstown, progress stopped at a tower named Sang Hollow, about four miles west of Johnstown. The time was 4:05 p.m., two minutes before the wall of water arrived at Johnstown.
Pitcairn climbed the Sang Hollow tower to determine the reason for the stoppage. The operator said the telegraph lines to Johnstown were down, and he could not allow them to proceed without clearance. Pitcairn was about to overrule him and proceed when debris in the river caught his eye. Initially, he saw pieces of broken wood, but that was soon followed by a man riding the trash pile. Then there were more people, some clinging to telegraph poles, some to damaged buildings, some trying to swim. Pitcairn and the other men on the train tried to help. By dark, they had counted 119 people rushing by, dead and alive. They had managed to rescue seven.
A flood survivor, W.N. Hayes, walked the four miles from Johnstown to Sang Hollow and reported that Johnstown was “literally wiped out” and that the debris at the stone arch bridge was 40 feet high and burning. Accordingly, Pitcairn sent an order to “collect all the men from the western lines, and material to repair the damage.”
Pitcairn also sent a detailed report to the Pittsburgh Commercial Gazette, calling for immediate help for the survivors:In going to the trouble, with water west of Lilly’s, I could get no further than Sang Hollow. Our tracks west of this point are also obstructed. While at Sang Hollow, over 100 men, women and children passed there on debris; seven were recovered at Sang Hollow, two at Conemaugh Furnace and two here.... From my supervisor who was at Johnstown, I learn that Johnstown is literally wiped out. Our track between Johnstown and Conemaugh is filled with buildings and drift forty feet high or more, which is on fire. All our tracks as I have said are badly blocked between Sang Hollow and Johnstown. I fear there will be terrible suffering among those saved, which should be relieved as soon as possible. In the interest of humanity, I think a public meeting should be called early tomorrow to send food, clothing, etc., to those poor people, which we will be glad to forward to Johnstown and neighborhood as soon as we can get a clear track there.
Robert PitcairnOn the next day, Saturday, June 1, a mass meeting was held at Pittsburgh’s Old City Hall. Robert Pitcairn reported what he had seen and then urged the crowd to help, saying, “Gentlemen, it is not tomorrow you want to act, but today; thousands of lives were lost in a moment, and the living need immediate help.” The response was overwhelming:
Then there was a call for contributions, and the storm of checks and bank notes began. Fives, tens, fifties and thousands flooded the chairman’s table. Treasurer Thompson’s hands were filled and Mayor McCallin held out both of his. In a minute more, H.I. Gourley was called to his assistance. The three men stood there for half an hour and the crowd kept both hands busy. It was almost impossible to keep track of the contributions. “Whose $25 is this?” cried Mr. Thompson. And a moment later—“Somebody laid this one hundred-dollar bill down here—who was it?” Business men and their employees, distillers and doctors of divinity, saloon keepers and prohibitionists, vied with each other. Differences of creed and condition disappeared in the generous rivalry of charity. There was no speech making, no oratory but the golden eloquence of cash. Big and little contributions got applause, so long as they were in proportion to the means of the giver. For almost an hour, at the rate of a thousand dollars a minute, the storm of money poured down upon the table, until $48,116.70 had been received.
People and organizations from every state in the U.S. provided over $3.6 million for the relief effort. Contributions from 12 foreign countries added another $141,301. In addition to the money, people and organizations sent goods—food, clothes, furniture, and tools. The Pennsylvania Flood Relief Commission estimated that 1,408 railroad carloads of goods, weighing 17 million pounds, had been sent to Johnstown.
The first of those goods came from Pittsburgh, where wagons went through the city collecting food and clothing, which were then loaded aboard train cars. PRR crews had been at work rebuilding the track from Sang Hollow to the now-infamous stone arch bridge. The first train out from Pittsburgh had 20 full cars along with 75 volunteers of the “Pittsburgh Relief Committee,” 12 reporters, and 18 police. The relief train left Pittsburgh at 4:30 p.m. on Saturday, June 1. Stalled freight trains along the line and a 400-foot washout east of Sang Hollow delayed the train. It crept through the ruins of Coopersdale, Morrellville, and Cambria City and arrived at the stone arch bridge in Johnstown on the morning of Sunday, June 2.
Damage to Robert Pitcairn’s Pennsylvania Railroad facilities was beyond belief. Thirty-three engines that had been at home in the roundhouse were strewn in a haphazard line stretching for a mile. Eighteen passenger cars and 315 freight cars floated by the flood stood dumbly in the streets with no rails in sight. Parts of railroad cars would be excavated as late as 1900.
Robert Pitcairn put his PRR crews to work as soon as the floodwaters receded. Washouts had occurred along the banks of the Little Conemaugh and Conemaugh Rivers from South Fork in the east to Sang Hollow west of Johnstown. Three miles of track and their supporting embankments were gone. Bridge #6 and the massive viaduct had to be replaced by wooden trestles. In five days, the PRR crews reopened the line from Pittsburgh to Johnstown, and by June 14, the workers had accomplished what looked impossible and restored rail service from Pittsburgh, through Johnstown, to Altoona.