Sinking of the "Titanic" : $b most appalling ocean horror; with graphic descriptions of hundreds swept to eternity beneath the waves ...Mowbray, Jay Henry
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Sinking of the "Titanic" : $b most appalling ocean horror; with graphic descriptions of hundreds swept to eternity beneath the waves ...
Mowbray, Jay Henry
Shipwrecks -- North Atlantic Ocean -- History -- 20th century; Titanic (Steamship)
From Robert Hichens, quartermaster at the wheel of the Titanic when
the great vessel crashed into the iceberg, and then in command of one
of the boats which left the steamship before it went down, have come
details of the terrible sight at sea which could have been known to
perhaps no other person.
And standing out in memory of this young Cornishman are shrieks and
groans that went up from the dark hulk of the giant steamship before
she sank.
Hichens, a type of young Englishman who follows the sea, had for years
been on the troopship Dongolo, running to Bombay, and thought himself
fortunate when he obtained his berth as quartermaster of the Titanic,
the greatest and largest of all steamships. He told in their sequence
the events of the night and morning of April 14 and 15.
It was in his boat that Mrs. John Jacob Astor took her place, after
Col. Astor had kissed her good-by, and handed her a flask of brandy,
then taking his place in the line of men, some of whom realized even
then that the steamship was doomed. And his last sight as his boat was
lowered was of Captain Smith, standing on the bridge, giving his orders
as calmly as if he were directing her entrance into a harbor.
He told of how the officers stood with revolvers drawn, to enforce, if
the emergency should arise, that rule of the sea of women first; but
the emergency did not arise, and the men stood back or helped the women
to their seats.
A SEAMAN’S NARRATIVE.
In the way of a seaman, he told the narrative of the night spent in the
little boat, comforting as best he could the women who did not realize
as he did that some of them had looked upon their loved ones for the
last time.
“My watch was from 8 to 12 o’clock,” said Hichens. “From 8 to 10
o’clock I was the stand-by man, and from 10 to 11 o’clock I had the
wheel. When I was at the stand-by it was very dark, and, while it was
not dark, there was a haze. I cannot say about the weather conditions
after 10 o’clock, for I went into the wheelhouse, which is enclosed.
“The second officer was the junior watch officer from 8 to 10 o’clock,
and at 8 o’clock he sent me to the carpenter with orders for him to
look after the fresh water, as it was going to freeze.
“The thermometer then read 31½ degrees, but so far as could be seen
there was no ice in sight. The next order was from the second officer
for the deck engineer to turn the steam on in the wheelhouse, as it was
getting much colder. Then the second officer, Mr. Loteheller, told me
to telephone the lookout in the crow’s nest.
“‘Tell them,’ he said, ‘to keep a sharp and strict lookout for small
ice until daylight and to pass the word along to the other lookout men.’
“I took the wheel at 10 o’clock, and Mr. Murdock, the first officer,
took the watch. It was 20 minutes to 12 and I was steering when there
were the three gongs from the lookout, which indicated that some object
was ahead.
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