As the excitement and confusion increased, Miss Hoggs began to
realize that they were in actual danger; so she quietly slipped
away to the upper deck, where several life-boats hung in their
davits, just outside the railing. Up here there was not a soul, and
Miss Hoggs, without being seen, climbed over the railing and
scrambled into one of the boats suspended above the watery abyss.
As soon as she was well inside, she congratulated herself upon her
wisdom and foresight. That was the advantage of having a clear and
cool head, she thought. She knew that when once the boat was
lowered there would be a wild scramble for it; the crush in the
gangway and on the companion ladder would be something awful. Again
and again she congratulated herself on having thought of getting
into the boat beforehand.
Miss Hoggs's boat was hung far aft, but by leaning over the edge of
it she could see the companion ladder. Then she saw that a boat had
been manned, and that people were getting into it. Suddenly a
terrible cry went up. Some one in the excitement had fallen
overboard. This must have frightened the others, for cries arose
from all sides of the ship, and the passengers heedlessly crowded
the gangway, pushing and fighting their way toward the ladder. In
the struggle many of them went overboard. A few persons, who saw
that it would be impossible to get to the ladder, jumped into the
sea, thinking they would swim to the boat. Just then the lifeboat,
already loaded to its full capacity, rowed away. The people that
were in it drew their knives and threatened to cut of the fingers
of any one who attempted to get inside.
Miss Hoggs saw one boat after another launched. She also saw one
boat after another capsize under the weight of those who hurled
themselves down into them.
The lifeboats near to hers were .lowered, but for some
unaccountable reason no one had touched the one in which she was
seated. "Thank God they are leaving my boat alone till the worst is
over," she thought.
And Miss Hoggs heard and saw dreadful things. It seemed to her that
she was suspended over a hell. She could not see the deck itself,
but from the sounds that reached her, she gathered that a frightful
struggle was taking place there. She heard pistol shots and saw
blue smoke clouds rise in the air.
At last there came a moment when everything was hushed. "This would
be the right time to lower my boat," thought Miss Hoggs. She was
not at all afraid, but sat back with perfect composure until the
steamer began to settle. Then, for the first time, it dawned on
Miss Hoggs that _L'Univers_ was sinking, and that her boat had been
forgotten.
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