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Philip Neale Littell's Living Age — Volume 166…

Houses and streets were completely destroyed, and scarcely a trace remains of where the once busy, thriving town originally stood. Unless you go yourself to see the ruin you will never believe how completely the place has been swept away. Dead bodies, fallen trees, wrecked houses, an immense muddy morass and great pools of water, are all that is left of the town where my life has been spent.
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Philip Neale Littell's Living Age — Volume 166…

On Monday morning, when the great wave burst upon the shore, the strong stone lighthouse at Anjer was, washed away, and at the time of my visit to the place there was no trace even of the foundations to be seen. The man in charge had kept bravely to his post until the last. In the early morning, when he found the sun obscured and the darkness coming on, he had relighted his warning beacon. One of his duties was to telegraph to Batavia the passing of each vessel.
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Philip Neale Littell's Living Age — Volume 166…

A second glance — and a very hurried one it was — convinced me that it was a lofty ridge of water many feet high, and worse still, that it would soon break upon the coast near the town. There was no time to give any warning, and so I turned and ran for my life. My running days have long gone by, but you may be sure that I did my best. In a few minutes I heard the water with a loud roar break upon the shore. Everything was engulfed. Another glance around showed the houses being swept away and the trees thrown down on every side.
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