("Avoca Delta" newspaper published in Avoca, Iowa dated March 26, 1874 on page 3)
Last Friday a son of Henry Brandt, living below Pahl's (?) Mill, on the Botany, south of this place, was drowned. The particulars of this sad occurrence, as near as we can glean them, are as follows. Mr. Brandt and his son were out duck shooting in a small boat. So preoccupied had they become with their sport that the boat drifted into deep water, and striking a swift current was borne rapidly along till it struck a tree and was capsized. The father was in the stern, the son in the bow of the boat--neither of them could swim. The father caught the tree--now comes the horrible part of the story. But a few feet from him his son arose, half strangled with the water only to go down again, while the father clung desperately to the tree, an agonized witness of the terrible struggle for life, unable to render the least assistance, and before his eyes the son sank beneath the cold waters to find a grave in their allmy (?) depths. No pen can paint the agony that man must have suffered during the few brief moments that bore his child through the dark portals of death into the mysterious beyond--the ocean without a shore. Mr. Brandt was discovered shortly after and rescued from his perilous situation. The river was drugged all that and two ensuring days, but all efforts to recover the body have, thus far, proved unavailing.
Avoca Delta published in Avoca Iowa on April 2 1874 page 3
The search for the drowned son of Mr Henry Brandt has been prosecuted with unbated vigor since our last issue, but as yet the body has not been found. The whole neighborhood has been engaged in the search and that hope deferred which "maketh the heart sick" has nearly unseated the reason of the unfortunate father. He piteously asks, "Have you found my boy?" and he wanders restlessly along the banks of the stream, eagerly scanning the sullenly turbulent waters only to hear them echo "lost, lost!" and the bruised heart bleeds afresh under the great burden of its sorrow.
("Avoca Delta" published in Avoca, Iowa on April 23, 1874 on page 3)
On last Saturday, while out wandering along the river bank, as was her want looking for her lost boy, Mrs. Brandt discovered him in the bend of the river below where he was drowned, lying on his face in about two feet of water. It was just four weeks, almost to an hour since he was drowned. When taken out of the water he looked as though he had but been dead an hour. He was buried at the cemetery in the afternoon. The poor mother's heart is at rest, now that her son has received Christian burial, though the agonizing suspense of the last four weeks had almost driven her insane.
Last Friday a son of Henry Brandt, living below Pahl's (?) Mill, on the Botany, south of this place, was drowned. The particulars of this sad occurrence, as near as we can glean them, are as follows. Mr. Brandt and his son were out duck shooting in a small boat. So preoccupied had they become with their sport that the boat drifted into deep water, and striking a swift current was borne rapidly along till it struck a tree and was capsized. The father was in the stern, the son in the bow of the boat--neither of them could swim. The father caught the tree--now comes the horrible part of the story. But a few feet from him his son arose, half strangled with the water only to go down again, while the father clung desperately to the tree, an agonized witness of the terrible struggle for life, unable to render the least assistance, and before his eyes the son sank beneath the cold waters to find a grave in their allmy (?) depths. No pen can paint the agony that man must have suffered during the few brief moments that bore his child through the dark portals of death into the mysterious beyond--the ocean without a shore. Mr. Brandt was discovered shortly after and rescued from his perilous situation. The river was drugged all that and two ensuring days, but all efforts to recover the body have, thus far, proved unavailing.
Avoca Delta published in Avoca Iowa on April 2 1874 page 3
The search for the drowned son of Mr Henry Brandt has been prosecuted with unbated vigor since our last issue, but as yet the body has not been found. The whole neighborhood has been engaged in the search and that hope deferred which "maketh the heart sick" has nearly unseated the reason of the unfortunate father. He piteously asks, "Have you found my boy?" and he wanders restlessly along the banks of the stream, eagerly scanning the sullenly turbulent waters only to hear them echo "lost, lost!" and the bruised heart bleeds afresh under the great burden of its sorrow.
("Avoca Delta" published in Avoca, Iowa on April 23, 1874 on page 3)
On last Saturday, while out wandering along the river bank, as was her want looking for her lost boy, Mrs. Brandt discovered him in the bend of the river below where he was drowned, lying on his face in about two feet of water. It was just four weeks, almost to an hour since he was drowned. When taken out of the water he looked as though he had but been dead an hour. He was buried at the cemetery in the afternoon. The poor mother's heart is at rest, now that her son has received Christian burial, though the agonizing suspense of the last four weeks had almost driven her insane.
("Avoca Delta" newspaper published in Avoca, Iowa dated March 26, 1874 on page 3)
Last Friday a son of Henry Brandt, living below Pahl's (?) Mill, on the Botany, south of this place, was drowned. The particulars of this sad occurrence, as near as we can glean them, are as follows. Mr. Brandt and his son were out duck shooting in a small boat. So preoccupied had they become with their sport that the boat drifted into deep water, and striking a swift current was borne rapidly along till it struck a tree and was capsized. The father was in the stern, the son in the bow of the boat--neither of them could swim. The father caught the tree--now comes the horrible part of the story. But a few feet from him his son arose, half strangled with the water only to go down again, while the father clung desperately to the tree, an agonized witness of the terrible struggle for life, unable to render the least assistance, and before his eyes the son sank beneath the cold waters to find a grave in their allmy (?) depths. No pen can paint the agony that man must have suffered during the few brief moments that bore his child through the dark portals of death into the mysterious beyond--the ocean without a shore. Mr. Brandt was discovered shortly after and rescued from his perilous situation. The river was drugged all that and two ensuring days, but all efforts to recover the body have, thus far, proved unavailing.
Avoca Delta published in Avoca Iowa on April 2 1874 page 3
The search for the drowned son of Mr Henry Brandt has been prosecuted with unbated vigor since our last issue, but as yet the body has not been found. The whole neighborhood has been engaged in the search and that hope deferred which "maketh the heart sick" has nearly unseated the reason of the unfortunate father. He piteously asks, "Have you found my boy?" and he wanders restlessly along the banks of the stream, eagerly scanning the sullenly turbulent waters only to hear them echo "lost, lost!" and the bruised heart bleeds afresh under the great burden of its sorrow.
("Avoca Delta" published in Avoca, Iowa on April 23, 1874 on page 3)
On last Saturday, while out wandering along the river bank, as was her want looking for her lost boy, Mrs. Brandt discovered him in the bend of the river below where he was drowned, lying on his face in about two feet of water. It was just four weeks, almost to an hour since he was drowned. When taken out of the water he looked as though he had but been dead an hour. He was buried at the cemetery in the afternoon. The poor mother's heart is at rest, now that her son has received Christian burial, though the agonizing suspense of the last four weeks had almost driven her insane.
Last Friday a son of Henry Brandt, living below Pahl's (?) Mill, on the Botany, south of this place, was drowned. The particulars of this sad occurrence, as near as we can glean them, are as follows. Mr. Brandt and his son were out duck shooting in a small boat. So preoccupied had they become with their sport that the boat drifted into deep water, and striking a swift current was borne rapidly along till it struck a tree and was capsized. The father was in the stern, the son in the bow of the boat--neither of them could swim. The father caught the tree--now comes the horrible part of the story. But a few feet from him his son arose, half strangled with the water only to go down again, while the father clung desperately to the tree, an agonized witness of the terrible struggle for life, unable to render the least assistance, and before his eyes the son sank beneath the cold waters to find a grave in their allmy (?) depths. No pen can paint the agony that man must have suffered during the few brief moments that bore his child through the dark portals of death into the mysterious beyond--the ocean without a shore. Mr. Brandt was discovered shortly after and rescued from his perilous situation. The river was drugged all that and two ensuring days, but all efforts to recover the body have, thus far, proved unavailing.
Avoca Delta published in Avoca Iowa on April 2 1874 page 3
The search for the drowned son of Mr Henry Brandt has been prosecuted with unbated vigor since our last issue, but as yet the body has not been found. The whole neighborhood has been engaged in the search and that hope deferred which "maketh the heart sick" has nearly unseated the reason of the unfortunate father. He piteously asks, "Have you found my boy?" and he wanders restlessly along the banks of the stream, eagerly scanning the sullenly turbulent waters only to hear them echo "lost, lost!" and the bruised heart bleeds afresh under the great burden of its sorrow.
("Avoca Delta" published in Avoca, Iowa on April 23, 1874 on page 3)
On last Saturday, while out wandering along the river bank, as was her want looking for her lost boy, Mrs. Brandt discovered him in the bend of the river below where he was drowned, lying on his face in about two feet of water. It was just four weeks, almost to an hour since he was drowned. When taken out of the water he looked as though he had but been dead an hour. He was buried at the cemetery in the afternoon. The poor mother's heart is at rest, now that her son has received Christian burial, though the agonizing suspense of the last four weeks had almost driven her insane.
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Henry
Son of
H. & M. Brandt
Died Mar. 21, 1874
Aged
11 y. 10 m. 12 d.
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