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SCENES OF HQRKOR, SUFFERING AND RARE HEROISM'
MARK SINKING OF MONSTER OCEAN LINER
Cape Race, April 16. Scenes
of horror, marked by intense suf
fering and rare heroism, marked
the sinking of the Titanic on the
ice-strewn banks of Newfound
land. The whole story will not be
known until tfle Carpathia steams
into New York with the pitiful
band of survivors.
But much of it can be pieced
together from the disjointed mes
sages received by wireless oper
ators here, and from the knowl
edge of conditions. N
The field of ice on which the
Totanic met death has been float
ing in the path of westbound
trans-Atlantic liners for several
The field is twenty miles
square. It is made up of several
huge icebergs, with smaller ones
and floes scattered between.
Sunday was cloudy and foggy
lall day long.
But the Titanic was racing
along, almost at full speed. Part
ly, this seems to have been be
cause Captain Smith wished to
cut a day off the Titanic's sched
uled time; partly, because the Ti
tanic proved herself unmanage
able when not under good head
way. The smash came at 10:25
o'clock Sunday night. The night
was black as pitch then. There
was not a star out. The moon
had not risen. The atmosphere
was thick and muggy, with that
peculiar, sticky; thickness of the
Newfoundland banks at this time,
Most of the passengers were in
bed. But all must have been wak
ened. The rending crash of steel
on ice, the sharp tilting of the.,
great steamer as the iceberg,
threw her torn prow into the air,
the sogging, swirling inrush of
water must haye roused every r
soul on board to face deaths '
The ship's company, 2,358 men "
and women, gathered on the.
great of the floating hotel, so
soon to become the grave of 1,492.
Many of them were clad onlyr
in nightclothes, just as they were
when aroused from sleep by the'
grinding crash of the collisidn. .
The flaring of sea signals of'
distress were burned red, and
blue and green lighting up the,
desolate scene of death. Rockets.,
starred the sky. The snapping oip
the wireless, sending out the "S.
O. S., S. O. S." of distress, dom-
inated the scene, giving the hud-
died men and women their one
glimmer of hope.
The ship's officers knew from ,
the first that the Titanic was
sinking, that she probably would'
go to the bottom before any res
cuing ship could reach her. There
is no mistaking the lurching, sick
ening roll of a foundering ship.
Then rose the cry for the,
boats, and there is one thing that
always will make the wreck of"
the Titanic stand out in the minds
of men as long as the wofld goes '
Ever since the first messages
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