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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, April 19, 1912, Image 11

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figure, square-standing, erect,
thrown into sharp silhouette from
the great height.
That was captain EdwWj J.
Smith.
First one deck and then an
other disappeared beneath the
gently rolling waves.
' On the- boat deck below the
bridge, there was a man and a
woman. The woman's head wag
pillowed on the man's breast. She
wasMooking up into the man's
face. The man was standing very
straight.
That was Mr. and Mrs. Isidor
Straus, Darby and Joan to the
last.
The women and children of the
few scattered men in the boats
watched helplessly.
'! Their loved ones were going to
C their deaths before their very
eyes.
The minutes passed.
The waters lapped Hhe feet of
Mr. and Mrs. Straus. Straus was
seen to gather his wife into his
arms, and dive. Darby and Joan
were gone.
The waters lapped a little high
er. Two men were seen standing
in relief, their arms about each
other's shoulders, their heads
thrown back in pride. N
They were John Jacob Astor
and Major Archie Butt.
Then they were gone.
The waters reached the bridge.
Captain Smith stepped over the
fail, and the next moment, he was
gone.
And then the Titanic, the mon
ster of the sea, was gone forever.
Awful was the case of the-ur-vivors
4n the boats.
Few of the women or men- pr
little children were fully clothed.
It was bitterly cold.
There was a constant, horrid,
grinding noise. Ice floe against
ice floe; ice berg mashing ice
berg.
The towering bergs and treach
erous floes were on every side of
them, gaunt and hungry looking
in the pale moonlight.
Collision with any one of them
meant death.
And sometimes the moon dis
appeared behind a cloud, and all
was dark.
That was terrible.
There were few sailors in the
boats. '
The crew of the Titanic had
known from the first how little
chance there was.
And even the boats' crew had
given up their right for the sake
of the women and children.
So gently bred women fought
with unaccustomed oars in the
angry sea. v
Every once in so often would
come a wailing cry of terror and
hysteria. Some woman had al
lowed herself to think.
I)ay dawned in a cold, gray
east.
On every side spread the deso
late sea.
No one of the survivors knew
if Jack Phillips God rest his
sotl! had succeeded in getting
in touch with another vessel by?
wireless before he went to his
death, fighting with fear-crazed
maniacs -'-
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