A FRIGHTFUL DEATH Detroit Free Press
September 4, 1870
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One is reminded how dangerous a routine job could be in "the good old days."

On Thursday afternoon the small scow Henry Cowley, owned by Geo. Lumberg, was loading with bark at Kansas Dock, four miles south of Port Sanilac, on the Lake Huron shore, when the wind, changing to the north, made it necessary to put out into the lake. Lumberg was on board, and went forward to loosen the bow line. While thus engaged he failed to observe that he stood in the coil of the rope, which lay on deck. A sailor near him saw the danger and warned him, but the warning came too late, for the line flew swiftly around the timber head,* and the bight caught the unfortunate mans leg, drawing him astride of the pail, and his other leg becoming entangled in the rigging, as the boat swung resistlessly off in obedience to the force of the wind and the waves, the leg fastened in the rope was wrenched completely from its socket. Lumberg still clung to the rail and as his companion lifted him and placed him upon the deck, he only exclaimed, "Bill, I'm dying, and immediately expired. - Port Huron Commercial.

*timber head - a crude bollard made of a timber projecting through the deck.