Cleveland, OH Launch BUTTERFLY Sinking, Sept 1904

Gave Up Hope.

Mother and Sister of Young Man Lost in Lake Disaster Are Prostrated.

No hope for the return of Albert D. Treiber alive was entertained yesterday by his mother and sister, Miss Jessie Treiber of No. 28 Avondale avenue, Glenville. Upon being told of the absence of the boy and the disaster in which he was a victim, the mother was greatly affected, but bore up remarkably well. Mrs. Treiber and her daughter, after hearing the news, immediately went to the home of Capt. Edward Dahlke, a relative of the family at No. 266 Becker avenue, where they remained yesterday and last night.

The trip to Rocky River and Vermillion was planned Friday afternoon, and Treiber was invited to accompany the Hurtig boys. He left his home Saturday afternoon late and went to the clubhouse of the Cleveland yacht club and there joined the other members of the party. The mother had no knowledge of the accident until she was told yesterday morning by friends.

Treiber was twenty-nine years old and for many years had been employed in the office of the Cuyahoga Abstract Co., of which his uncle, Albert Treiber, is secretary and treasurer. He had lived in Glenville for twelve years and was well known socially there. He was a member of the Maccabee lodge of Glenville.

Plain Dealer, Cleveland, OH 5 Sept 1904


Warned To Come Back.

Young Men in Boating Disaster Left Cleveland Yacht Club Against Advice of Experts.

While no such disaster as that which met the ill fater (sic) Butterfly was anticipated by any one of the party’s friends when she started on her last cruise Saturday evening, there were several experienced yachtsmen at the Cleveland Yacht clubhouse who saw the boat’s departure with strong forebodings of impending danger. The sea was fairly smooth when the little eighteen-footer left the harbor, a steadily stiffening northwest wind had already commenced to kick up the water outside the breakwater. Secretary Clarence B. Lovejoy of the Cleveland Yacht club, who had just recently sold out his interest in the Butterfly to the Hurtig brothers, witnessed the departure and strongly advised the young men to postpone their starting until the weather moderated.

“They laughed at the thought of danger,” said Mr. Lovejoy yesterday. “They both had an overabundance of self-confidence, although neither was expert in handling a boat. If fact, the boys were extremely venturesome. Their courage knew no bounds. Had their skill in navigation equaled their bravery, there would be a different story to tell today instead of this deplorably sad one.

“The boat was a small one, but perfectly seaworthy and stanch. The Butterfly was only eighteen feet over all and had no cabin, simply an open cockpit that was capable of seating six people. It can be seen from this that she was loaded dangerously close to her capacity with five men aboard. As familiar as I am with the little boat, for I owned her three years before selling the Hurtig brothers a share in her, I would not have undertaken such a foolhardy venture under the conditions that obtained last night.