November 9, 1872

Great Fire Devastates Boston

PRIMARY SOURCE: Newspaper, 1872
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On this day in 1872, a monstrous fire nearly destroyed Boston's business district, ravaging the city from the Common to the waterfront. Beginning in a dry goods store, the blaze burned for 15 hours with a heat so intense that it created its own roaring wind. Flames spread relentlessly from one wooden roof to the next, melting whole blocks of granite stores and warehouses into superheated rubble. Firefighters from dozens of towns fought the blaze, but they lacked enough water pressure to halt the inferno. Finally, officials resorted to blowing up buildings to keep the fire from spreading to residential areas. The blaze reduced 65 acres of commercial property — almost 1,000 businesses — to ruins. Within two years, a new city would arise from the ashes.

Chief Damrell successfully lobbied for the first fireboat and won the right to make building inspections.

In the autumn of 1872, Boston's fire chief John Damrell was worried. As a young man, he had been a volunteer firefighter in his North End neighborhood. His dedication and openness to innovation earned him an appointment as a professional fire engineer in 1858 at the age of 30. By 1866, Damrell had taken over as Boston's chief engineer and had embarked on a campaign to modernize fire safety in the city. He successfully lobbied for the first fireboat and won the right to make building inspections. But he worried that these steps would not be enough to protect Boston, with its narrow, crooked streets increasingly crowded with new buildings, from a catastrophic fire.

The city's services, he insisted, had not kept pace with its growth. He was particularly concerned about antiquated and corroded water pipes that could not produce enough pressure to reach the top floors of newer buildings. But the city councilors thought his request to install new water mains was extravagant, and they rebuffed him.

In 1871, when Chicago suffered its Great Fire, Damrell traveled to the Windy City to see what he could learn from the disaster. He came home convinced that Boston was at risk. One year later, a virulent form of horse distemper sidelined the fire department's specially trained horses, only increasing Damrell's worries. He acted quickly, ordering his men to return to the age-old practice of pulling their engines to fires and hiring 500 extra men to help with the effort.

Curious spectators assumed that someone else had alerted the fire department; they watched the blaze for 20 crucial minutes before an alarm was sounded.

It was only a matter of time before Damrell's worst fears were realized. Around 7:00 pm on November 9, 1872, a spark of undetermined origin ignited highly flammable material in the basement of a wholesale dry goods store at the corner of Kingston and Summer Streets. When flames reached the wooden elevator shaft, they quickly rushed up through floors crammed with flammable rolls of cloth, hosiery, gloves, laces, and hoop skirts and set the building's wooden roof ablaze.

Curious spectators assumed that someone else had alerted the fire department; they watched the blaze for 20 crucial minutes before an alarm was sounded. Two engines responded and immediately gave a second and third alarm. By 7:45, every fire company in the city had been called; they all arrived pulling their engines by hand. But it was too late.

The flames leapt from one wooden roof to another in the crowded commercial district. Within minutes whole blocks were consumed by fire. Roaring like a blast furnace, it seemed to take on a life of its own. Intense heat created howling updrafts; wind and fire forced the firemen back. The weak streams of water that the firefighters valiantly pumped into the inferno did little to stop its progress. Broken gas lamps flared like rockets, explosions blew off manhole covers. Late into the night, the city glowed as bright as day.

Gawkers — by some counts as many as 100,000, many of them drunk — added to the firefighters' struggle.

The desperate fight was soon complicated by mobs of frenzied businessmen trying to salvage their wares and ledgers, looters eager to grab what they could, and hordes of curious onlookers. Since the fire was not threatening residential areas, many Bostonians viewed the blaze as an awesome spectacle. Gawkers — by some counts as many as 100,000, many of them drunk — added to the firefighters' struggle.

But struggle they did. For over 15 hours, nearly 1,700 firemen from 27 different towns — some as far away as New Haven and Providence — pumped weak streams of water on the blaze. They had some victories; they saved the Old South Church and kept the blaze away from the Common. But mostly they battled in vain as flames raced down to the waterfront and consumed boats in the harbor. Finally, town officials persuaded an exhausted Damrell to use his weapon of last resort: explosives. Under pressure from the mayor and the city's postmaster general, a reluctant Damrell agreed to blow up blocks of buildings to rob the fire of fuel. While the tactic was effective, it was the source of controversy later.

Under pressure from the mayor and the city's postmaster general, a reluctant Damrell agreed to blow up blocks of buildings to rob the fire of fuel.

By the end, nearly 800 buildings, most of brick, granite, or stone, in the city's commercial and warehouse districts lay in ruins. Total damage was estimated at $75,000,000 (over one billion in today's dollars). Twelve firefighters perished; altogether 30 people died.

Rubble from the gutted buildings was dumped in the harbor to fill in Atlantic Avenue. Many businessmen had enough insurance to begin rebuilding right away. New structures were required to meet stricter building codes. Some of the buildings that arose from the ashes — such as Trinity Church —are considered to be among the city's architectural jewels.

One of the casualties of the fire was Chief Damrell's career. Despite his warnings and the fact that his courage and foresight undoubtedly saved many lives, officials held him responsible for the disaster. In 1874 he lost his job as chief engineer. That year, the city finally overhauled its water mains. John Damrell went on to lead a campaign for a national building code.

Location

This Mass Moment occurred in the Greater Boston region of Massachusetts.

Sources

It Happened in Massachusetts, by Larry B. Fletcher (Globe Pequot Press, 1999).

Boston on Fire: A History of Fires and Firefighting in Boston, by Stephanie Schorow (Commonwealth Editions, 2003).

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