Whoever reads the account of the cries that came to us afloat on the sea from those sinking in the ice-cold water must remember that they were addressed to him just as much as to those who heard them, and that the duty, of seeing that reforms are carried out devolves on every one who knows that such cries were heard in utter helplessness the night the Titanic sank.
FROM SOUTHAMPTON TO THE NIGHT OF THE COLLISION
Soon after noon the whistles blew for friends to go ashore, the gangways were withdrawn, and the Titanic moved slowly down the dock, to the accompaniment of last messages and shouted farewells of those on the quay. There was no cheering or hooting of steamers' whistles from the fleet of ships that lined the dock, as might seem probable on the occasion of the largest vessel in the world putting to sea on her maiden voyage; the whole scene was quiet and rather ordinary, with little of the picturesque and interesting ceremonial which imagination paints as usual in such circumstances. But if this was lacking, two unexpected dramatic incidents supplied a thrill of excitement and interest to the departure from dock. The first of these occurred just bef
This survivor's account was very interesting. The account was matter of fact with no embellishments.
Facinating actual account from a survivor of the R.M.S. Titanic. His words bring you as close as you can possibly be with your minds eye of that catastrophic night. I dont think that human kind will ever cease its curiosity and saddness of that cold April night. God Bless that wonderous ship and the countless heros we sadly lost that night. And the horrible "blame game" J. Bruce Ismay received. I honestly do not believe he was vein in the way the newspapers printed. In my mind, he as well lost his life that evening. AS he was never the same thereafter. Nor was he treated as a himan thereafter. As for this book, it is a must read. Also, R.I.P. Lawrence Beesley. May your heart truly "go on".