GREATER NEW YORK FIRE NOTES.
James D. Goin, a retired merchant, of No. 4 West Fifty-sixth Street, Manhattan, is one of those pernicious characters (probably a grumpy old bachelor), who, unless everything in his room can be kept just like that, would rather see his house burnt down than see dirt or anything in it for him. This is why, unhappy that nature upsets the seasons and makes December a month of June, he had a fire lit in a grate of his attic (he calls it his study), on the fourth floor. As if displeased at being so complicit in the surrounding temperature mess, smoke began pouring into the chimney to such an alarming degree that fire headquarters were called and two firefighters were ordered to to get to the scene. They found it impossible to put out the fire, which threatened every moment to spread and turn into an alarm. He refused to allow the firefighters to enter the house through the front door and forced them to go around the back. He insisted that they ruin his carpets and tapestries. It was the same for the firefighters who, at the same time as they had chosen it, could have claimed the right of way. A 10-year-old boy has been arrested for putting liras in the abandoned house, 1414 West Farm Road, The Bronx. After switching on, he hid behind the bushes and waited to see (which he liked to see) the “engines”. flowing on the road.” I made the twenty-seventh time that the house, unoccupied for years, had burst into flames, without the cause of any of the fires having been discovered; but the miniature bug firmly denied that he had set fire to it twenty-six times; he “only did it the twenty-seventh time,” he was careful to tell the police. at 213 Greene Street, Manhattan, the ground floor, cellar and sub-cellar of which are occupied by a hat and cap establishment, ten firefighters, attached to Engine No. 33, stretched a line from the outside and kept the flames spread beyond the first floor; Below was a roaring furnace. They were hard at work when the flames were pushed forward with such force that they burst open the cellar door. Firefighter Patrick Winn of No. 33 Company, who was holding a nozzle, and Firefighter Felix Rheinhardt, who was standing next to him, in lieutenant’s charge. Hughes from engine #33, got much of the strength from the hackdraft. Rheinhardt and his companion fell down the stairs inside. All the other men inside shouted for help, and the men from truck #20 rushed to their aid. Winn and Rheinhardt were carried unconscious to the sidewalk, where they were revived. The men from engine 72 and truck 9 in the back got off, one after the other, so hot was the blast, and the men worked in relays. The Pilose who were resurrected returned to work to relieve those who fell after them. It took two hours to bring the flames under control. Commenting in an editorial on the behavior of the firefighters, Le Monde said: “Ten firefighters defeated in a basement fire add further testimony to the perils of the working day in this department and the courage with which they are met. But is risk always necessary in basement fires? If more buildings were protected by sprinklers, the need for hospital treatment after fires would be greatly reduced. It is said that a new method of sprinkling basements and cellars has been discovered and is being studied by the heads of the read department. But why aren’t basement pipes and safety devices more constantly employed? They are certainly sufficiently portable and easy to handle. and there seems to be no reason why they should not be carried on the trucks at every fire.— Taking part of a leaf from Sir Eyre Massey Shaw’s book, which is said to have no hnt d ‘former sailors of the London Fire Brigade, it is now determined that fireboats of the New York City Fire Department should be manned and manned, whenever possible, by men who have served in the navy or on board a ship. -It seems hard for those fire captains who, after passing the civil service exam, must lose their rank, because they were not promoted to battalion chiefs until June. They now have to take another exam. Surely they haven’t become ignorant and incompetent since last Tuesday!
Falling walls during a fire that destroyed a five-story brick building in Bridgeport, Connecticut, occupied by Miner, Read & Garrett’s wholesale house, resulted in the death of an eighteen-year-old boy and knocked out a firefighter. Several others had narrow escapes. Two explosions shattered the building. They resulted from the storage of a large quantity of gasoline on the premises.
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