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)
At the same time survivors who occupied lifeboat No. 4, in which Mrs.
Astor and her maid escaped, told of how Mrs. Astor had helped calm
the other women and had even offered fellow sufferers portions of her
slender stock of clothing.
“Mrs Astor was the bravest little woman I ever met,” said Jack Foley,
who, with his mate, Sam Parks, pulled an oar in boat No. 4.
“Colonel Astor was a man all through, if there ever was one,” continued
Foley. “You see, it took us some time to launch boat No. 4. After we
had all the women and the children in the boat we discovered that we
couldn’t launch her until we removed the sounding spar several decks
below.
“So Sam and I got down and chopped the spar away. We were some time
doing this, as we had to hunt for an ax.
“We finally got the spar away and launched the boat. That is why boat
No. 4 was the last boat to be launched. The others had a free way
below it and could be put in the water at once.
“While waiting up there Mrs. Astor several times wanted to leave the
boat. Mr. Astor kept telling the good little woman that he was sure to
be saved and that it was her duty to go.
“She stretched out her arms just as though she was pleading with him
to let her get out of the boat and take her place with him. Mr. Astor
picked up a heavy steamer shawl and wrapped it about her shoulders.
“After pulling those eight men into the boat I was pretty wet and was
shivering. Mrs. Astor threw the shawl about my shoulders and said that
I needed it more than she did. I told her that I would get warmed up
after pulling a while at the oar and would have no use for it.
WHIMPERING WITH COLD.
“I put the shawl back on her lap. Sitting next to Mrs. Astor was a
Swedish woman with a little girl that I should take to be three or four
years old. The little girl was whimpering with the cold.
“Mrs. Astor took the shawl and threw it about the shoulders of this
woman, who thanked her in some foreign lingo. Then the steerage woman
kissed her little girl and took her into her arms and wrapped the shawl
about her.
“When the explosion occurred aboard the ship Mrs. Astor made some
kind of a sound, but I couldn’t understand whether she said anything
or merely sobbed. She turned her head away from the direction of the
vessel.”
So little was the impact felt at the time of the collision that Mrs.
Astor thought the crash was the result of some mishap in the kitchen
and paid no attention to it until the engines stopped.
Then, realizing that something was wrong, she inquired of her steward
the cause. He informed her that a slight accident had happened, and
that the captain had ordered the women to the lifeboats, but he added
that this was only a precautionary measure, and that they would all be
back soon again on the ship.
Mrs. Astor then entered her stateroom and changed her dress,
preparatory to leaving the Titanic for one of the lifeboats in company
with her maid.
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