OCR Interpretation


The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, April 19, 1912, Image 10

Image and text provided by University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign Library, Urbana, IL

Persistent link: http://chroniclingamerica.loc.gov/lccn/sn83045487/1912-04-19/ed-1/seq-10/

What is OCR?


Thumbnail for

'irWia'i lllLl.i44i"iWwW8. liiWP
Two unafraid seuls ready to
face their maker.
lajor Archibald W. Butt went
o his death like a soldier, helping
o keep the crew in order.
William T. Stead, the English
ithor, thought it was a joke, and
rent back to his bed to meet
eath sleeping.
Once or twice a man forgot the
law of the sea that says the
women and children shall have
first change, and made a rush for
the boats.
An officer's revolver cracked,
and the man dropped.
' J. Bruce Ismay, managing di
rector of the White Star line,
jumped into the third boat.
A woman with a baby was
pushed to the side of the ,boat.
Ismay got out to make room for(
them.
Then he climbed into the
fourth boat.
"I will man this boat," he cried.
So he was saved.
With the first crash, the or
chestra has ceased its soft dance
music
Now its members collected
themselves -once more.
Over the stricken monster of
the deep came first the light, airy
nates of the popular songs of Eu
rope and America dance music,
and ragtime.
The confusion increased. The
cries of women became more fre
quent. There were sharp com
mands,, and sharper revolver
shots.
The music changed.
Slowly, majestically, the splenT
did orchestra,, splendid in death-
as in -life,-began to roll forth the
stately tuneof "Nearer My God
to Thee."
A bjsh fell over the. ship.
From one corner came the
shaking voice of a woman, weak
and tearful. She was joining in
the hymn.
One by one the boats were
dropped into the sea. N
And the solemn-music went on,
soothing therembfing, Stilling
the fear that was gripping the
doomed.
Then a fearful cry went up.
"There are no more boats!"
The cry seemed to echo over
every part of that monster ship,
striking terror and death into the
hearts of all.
It was a thing that never had
been imagined possible that
Vnen and women should be left to
die like rats in a trap this way.
Men fought for lifeboats. They
tore at deck fittings to use as
rafts. They fought, and they
cursed, and they wept.
It was so hard a way to die.
A man jumped over the side.
Another followed him; then an
other; and another; and another.
They began to go over in
groups, hundreds of them. Poor,
panic-stricken human beings, be
reft of hope, jumping into the icy,
hungry sea 1
One or two reached the boats,
and were hauled in. The others
died.
Slowly the Titanic sank.
All her lights were lit from end
to, end, and she was as in a blaze
of glory. ,
Pn her bridge stood a solitary,
J J

xml | txt