 The icy winds never stopped their screaming. Everywhere Katie looked, more horescars and wagons were being abandoned in the snow. Telephone and telegraph poles tilted at crazy angles. Shop windows shattered as shingles and debris careened madly down the white avenue, caught in the wind’s fury. People clung to the pillars of the El to keep from being blown down. Katie could no longer feel her feet. Banshee winds slapped fistfuls of blinding snow into her eyes. But somehow, she kept on walking, tearfully searching for the shop with the sign of the three golden balls. She just had to reach that shop… she just had to…for Mama…. Marietta Moskin’s heartwarming story of a young girl’s adventure in New York City’s Great Blizzard of 1888 brings to life many of the exciting events of that fateful day in March. And Stephen Gammel captures the mood of a city held in siege by one of the most crippling snowfalls in New York’s history. |
