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the story in advance as we neared town.
There was no schedule of trains toward S. Fr. - a train
had just left, and one might go in an hour or so
but probably it would not get further than San
Bruno
. A train of old cars rolled in, and
the many people at the depot rushed forward to look
for kinfolk among the refugees - A rather "good-appearing"
crowd - middle class - all with the
same blank look of having seen something that
hung still before them - we all had it in turn.
Girls carrying the Easter hat and a pillow slip full
of things, men with some sort of satchel or basket - hundreds
of them - Men were hurried into corners
and each had his audience while the horrid tale
was told - I listened to several, and then had
the discouragement propre for a while - All said
the fire was at or beyond Octavia - that one could
not get into the city, and "why in God's name do you
want to go there?" Well, I figured that the fire
could not get out to tenth avenue any way possible,
that 1819 was gone, and all the rest, and that it
would be useless to try to get from San Bruno to 270
that night - So I went uptown to the Mayor's
office, which was in the park by the city hall, and

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