Chapter VII: Starboard Side: Women First, but Men When There Were No Women (1)

I KNOW of the conditions existing on the port side of the ship from personal knowledge, as set forth in the first five chapters describing my personal experience, while the previous Chapter VI is derived from an exhaustive study of official and of other authoritative information relating to the same side from experiences of others. I have devoted an equal amount of study to the history of what happened on the starboard side of the ship, and the tabulated statements in this chapter are the outcome of my research into the experiences of my fellow passengers on this side of the ship where I was located only during the last half hour before the ship foundered, after all passengers on the port side had been ordered to the starboard in consequence of the great list to port, and after the departure of the last boat “D,” that left the ship on the port side. During this last half hour, though it seemed shorter, my attention was confined to the work of the crew, assisting them in their vain efforts to launch the Engelhardt boat “B” thrown down from the roof of the officers’ house. All the starboard boats had left the ship before I came there.

Many misunderstandings arose in the public mind because of ignorance of the size of the ship and inability to understand that the same conditions did not prevail at every point and that the same scenes were not witnessed by every one of us. Consider the great length of the ship, 852 feet; its breadth of beam, 92.6 feet; and its many decks, eleven in number; counting the roof of the officers’ house as the top deck, then the Boat Deck, and Decks A, B, C, D, E, F, G, and, in the hold, two more. Bearing this in mind I illustrated to my New York friends, in answer to their questions, how impossible it would be for a person standing at the corner of 50th Street and Fifth Avenue to know just what was going on at 52nd Street on the same Avenue, or what was going on at the corner of 52nd Street and Madison Avenue. Therefore, when one survivor’s viewpoint differs from that of another, the explanation is easily found.

Consideration must also be taken of the fact that the accident occurred near midnight, and though it was a bright, star-lit night, and the ship’s electric lights shone almost to the last, it was possible to recognize only one’s intimates at close quarters.

My research shows that there was no general order from the ship’s officers on the starboard side for “Women and children first.” On the other hand, I have the statements of Dr. Washington Dodge, John B. Thayer, Jr., and Mrs. Stephenson, also the same of a member of the crew testifying before the British Court of Inquiry, from which it appears that some sort of a command was issued ordering the women to the port side and the men to the starboard, indicating that no men would be allowed in the port boats, and only in the starboard side boats after the women had entered them first. If such were the orders, they were carried out to the letter. Another point of difference, especially conspicuous to myself, is the fact that on the starboard side there appears to have been an absence of women at the points where the boats were loaded, while on the port side all the boats loaded, from the first up to the last, found women at hand and ready to enter them. It was only at the time of the loading of the last boat “D,” that my friend, Clinch Smith, and I ran up and down the port side shouting: “Are there any more women?” This too is the testimony of Officer Lightoller, in charge of loading boats on the port side.

BOAT NO. 7.[21]

[21] First to leave ship starboard side at 12.45 [Br. Rpt., p.
38.]

No disorder in loading or lowering this boat.

_Passengers:_ Mesdames Bishop, Earnshaw, Gibson, Greenfield, Potter, Snyder, and Misses Gibson and Hays, Messrs. Bishop, Chevré, Daniel, Greenfield, McGough, Maréchal, Seward, Sloper, Snyder, Tucker.

_Transferred from Boat No. 5:_ Mrs. Dodge and her boy; Messrs. Calderhead and Flynn.

_Crew:_ Seamen: Hogg (in charge), Jewell, Weller.

_Total:_ 28.

INCIDENTS

Archie Jewell, L. O. (Br. Inq.):

Was awakened by the crash and ran at once on deck where he saw a lot of ice. All went below again to get clothes on. The boatswain called all hands on deck. Went to No. 7 boat. The ship had stopped. All hands cleared the boats, cleared away the falls and got them all right. Mr. Murdoch gave the order to lower boat No. 7 to the rail with women and children in the boat. Three or four Frenchmen, passengers, got into the boat. No. 7 was lowered from the Boat Deck. The orders were to stand by the gangway. This boat was the first on the starboard side lowered into the water. All the boats were down by the time it was pulled away from the ship because it was thought she was settling down.

Witness saw the ship go down by the head very slowly. The other lifeboats were further off, his being the nearest. No. 7 was then pulled further off and about half an hour later, or about an hour and a half after this boat was lowered, and when it was about 200 yards away, the ship took the final dip. He saw the stern straight up in the air with the lights still burning. After a few moments she then sank very quickly and he heard two or three explosions just as the stern went up in the air. No. 7 picked up no dead bodies. At daylight they saw a lot of icebergs all around, and reached the _Carpathia_ about 9 o’clock. This boat had no compass and no light. (The above, given in detail, represents the general testimony of the next witness.)

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G. A. Hogg, A. B. (Am. Inq., p. 577):

He had forty-two when the boat was shoved from the ship’s side. He asked a lady if she could steer who said she could. He pulled around in search of other people. One man said: “We have done our best; there are no more people around.” He said: “Very good, we will get away now.” There was not a ripple on the water; it was as smooth as glass.

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Mrs. H. W. Bishop, first-class passenger (Am. Inq., p. 998):

The captain told Colonel Astor something in an undertone. He came back and told six of us who were standing with his wife that we had better put on our life belts. I had gotten down two flights of stairs to tell my husband, who had returned to the stateroom for the moment, before I heard the captain announce that the life belts should be put on. We came back upstairs and found very few people on deck. There was very little confusion--only the older women were a little frightened. On the starboard side of the Boat Deck there were only two people--a young French bride and groom. By that time an old man had come upstairs and found Mr. and Mrs. Harder, of New York. He brought us all together and told us to be sure and stay together--that he would be back in a moment. We never saw him again.

About five minutes later the boats were lowered and we were pushed in. This was No. 7 lifeboat. My husband was pushed in with me and we were lowered with twenty-eight people in the boat. We counted off after we reached the water. There were only about twelve women and the rest were men--three crew and thirteen male passengers; several unmarried men--three or four of them foreigners. Somewhat later five people were put into our boat from another one, making thirty-three in ours. Then we rowed still further away as the women were nervous about suction. We had no compass and no light. We arrived at the _Carpathia_ five or ten minutes after five. The conduct of the crew, as far as I could see, was absolutely beyond criticism. One of the crew in the boat was Jack Edmonds,(?) and there was another man, a Lookout (Hogg), of whom we all thought a great deal. He lost his brother.

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D. H. Bishop, first-class passenger (Am. Inq., p. 1000):

There was an officer stationed at the side of the lifeboat. As witness’s wife got in, he fell into the boat. The French aviator Maréchal was in the boat; also Mr. Greenfield and his mother. There was little confusion on the deck while the boat was being loaded; no rush to boats at all. Witness agrees with his wife in the matter of the counting of twenty-eight, but he knows that there were some who were missed. There was a woman with her baby transferred from another lifeboat. Witness knows of his own knowledge that No. 7 was the first boat lowered from the starboard side. They heard no order from any one for the men to stand back or “women first,” or “women and children first.” Witness also says that at the time his lifeboat was lowered that that order had not been given on the starboard side.

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J. R. McGough’s affidavit (Am. Inq., p. 1143):

After procuring life preservers we went back to the top deck and discovered that orders had been given to launch the lifeboats, which were already being launched. Women and children were called for to board the boats first. Both women and men hesitated and did not feel inclined to get into the small boats. He had his back turned, looking in an opposite direction, and was caught by the shoulder by one of the officers who gave him a push saying: “Here, you are a big fellow; get into that boat.”

Our boat was launched with twenty-eight people in all. Five were transferred from one of the others. There were several of us who wanted drinking water. It was unknown to us that there was a tank of water and crackers also in our boat until we reached the _Carpathia_. There was no light in our boat.

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Mrs. Thomas Potter, Jr. Letter:

There was no panic. Everyone seemed more stunned than anything else.... We watched for upwards of two hours the gradual sinking of the ship--first one row of light and then another disappearing at shorter and shorter intervals, with the bow well bent in the water as though ready for a dive. After the lights went out, some ten minutes before the end, she was like some great living thing who made a last superhuman effort to right herself and then, failing, dove bow forward to the unfathomable depths below.

We did not row except to get away from the suction of the sinking ship, but remained lashed to another boat until the _Carpathia_ came in sight just before dawn.

BOAT NO. 5.[22]

[22] Second boat lowered on the starboard side at 12.55 (Br.
Rpt., p. 38.)

No disorder in loading or lowering this boat.

_Passengers:_ Mesdames Cassebeer, Chambers, Crosby, Dodge and her boy, Frauenthal, Goldenberg, Harder, Kimball, Stehli, Stengel, Taylor, Warren, and Misses Crosby, Newson, Ostby and Frolicher Stehli.

Messrs. Beckwith, Behr, Calderhead, Chambers, Flynn, Goldenberg, Harder, Kimball, Stehli, Taylor.

_Bade good-bye to wives and daughters and sank with ship:_ Captain Crosby, Mr. Ostby and Mr. Warren.

_Jumped from deck into boat being lowered:_ German Doctor Frauenthal and brother Isaac, P. Maugé.

_Crew:_ 3rd Officer Pitman. Seaman: Olliver, Q. M.; Fireman Shiers; Stewards, Etches, Guy. Stewardess ----.

_Total:_ 41.

INCIDENTS

H. J. Pitman, 3rd Officer (Am. Inq., p. 277, and Br. Inq.):

I lowered No. 5 boat to the level with the rail of the Boat Deck. A man in a dressing gown said that we had better get her loaded with women and children. I said: “I wait the commander’s orders,” to which he replied: “Very well,” or something like that. It then dawned on me that it might be Mr. Ismay, judging by the description I had had given me. I went to the bridge and saw Captain Smith and told him that I thought it was Mr. Ismay that wanted me to get the boat away with women and children in it and he said: “Go ahead; carry on.” I came along and brought in my boat. I stood in it and said: “Come along, ladies.” There was a big crowd. Mr. Ismay helped get them along. We got the boat nearly full and I shouted out for any more ladies. None were to be seen so I allowed a few men to get into it. Then I jumped on the ship again. Mr. Murdoch said: “You go in charge of this boat and hang around the after gangway.” About thirty (Br. Inq.) to forty women were in the boat, two children, half a dozen male passengers, myself and four of the crew. There would not have been so many men had there been any women around, but there were none. Murdoch shook hands with me and said: “Good-bye; good luck,” and I said: “Lower away.” This boat was the second one lowered on the starboard side. No light in the boat.

The ship turned right on end and went down perpendicularly. She did not break in two. I heard a lot of people say that they heard boiler explosions, but I have my doubts about that. I do not see why the boilers would burst, because there was no steam there. They should have been stopped about two hours and a half. The fires had not been fed so there was very little steam there. From the distance I was from the ship, if it had occurred, I think I would have known it. As soon as the ship disappeared I said: “Now, men, we will pull toward the wreck.” Everyone in my boat said it was a mad idea because we had far better save what few I had in my boat than go back to the scene of the wreck and be swamped by the crowds that were there. My boat would have accommodated a few more--about sixty in all. I turned No. 5 boat around to go in the direction from which these cries came but was dissuaded from my purpose by the passengers. My idea of lashing Nos. 5 and 7 together was to keep together so that if anything hove in sight before daylight we could steady ourselves and cause a far bigger show than one boat only. I transferred two men and a woman and a child from my boat to No. 7 to even them up a bit.

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H. S. Etches, steward (Am. Inq., p. 810):

Witness assisted Mr. Murdoch, Mr. Ismay, Mr. Pitman and Quartermaster Olliver and two stewards in the loading and launching of No. 7, the gentlemen being asked to keep back and the ladies in first. There were more ladies to go in No. 7 because No. 5 boat, which we went to next, took in over thirty-six ladies. In No. 7 boat I saw one child, a baby boy, with a small woollen cap. After getting all the women that were there they called out three times--Mr. Ismay twice--in a loud voice: “Are there any more women before this boat goes?” and there was no answer. Mr. Murdoch called out, and at that moment a female came up whom he did not recognize. Mr. Ismay said: “Come along; jump in.” She said: “I am only a stewardess.” He said: “Never mind--you are a woman; take your place.” That was the last woman I saw get into boat No. 5. There were two firemen in the bow; Olliver, the sailor, and myself; and Officer Pitman ordered us into the boat and lowered under Murdoch’s order.

Senator Smith: What other men got into that boat?

Mr. Etches: There was a stout gentleman, sir, stepped forward then. He had assisted to put his wife in the boat. He leaned forward and she stood up in the boat and put her arms around his neck and kissed him, and I heard her say: “I cannot leave you,” and with that I turned my head. The next moment I saw him sitting beside her in the bottom of the boat, and some voice said: “Throw that man out of the boat,” but at that moment they started lowering away and the man remained.

Senator Smith: Who was he?

Mr. Etches: I do not know his name, sir, but he was a very stout gentleman. (Dr. H. W. Frauenthal.)

We laid off about 100 yards from the ship and waited. She seemed to be going down at the head and we pulled away about a quarter of a mile and laid on our oars until the _Titanic_ sank. She seemed to rise once as though she was going to take a final dive, but sort of checked as though she had scooped the water up and had levelled herself. She then seemed to settle very, very quiet, until the last when she rose and seemed to stand twenty seconds, stern in that position (indicating) and then she went down with an awful grating, like a small boat running off a shingley beach. There was no inrush of water, or anything. Mr. Pitman then said to pull back to the scene of the wreck. The ladies started calling out. Two ladies sitting in front where I was pulling said: “Appeal to the officer not to go back. Why should we lose all of our lives in a useless attempt to save others from the ship?” We did not go back. When we left the ship No. 5 had forty-two, including the children and six crew and the officer. Two were transferred with a lady and a child into boat No. 7.

Senator Smith: Of your own knowledge do you know whether any general call was made for passengers to rouse themselves from their berths; and when it was, or whether there was any other signal given?

Mr. Etches: The second steward (Dodd), sir, was calling all around the ship. He was directing some men to storerooms for provisions for the lifeboats, and others he was telling to arouse all the passengers and to tell them to be sure to take their life preservers with them.

There was no lamp in No. 5. On Monday morning we saw a very large floe of flat ice and three or four bergs between in different places, and on the other bow there were two large bergs in the distance. The field ice was about three-quarters of a mile at least from us between four and five o’clock in the morning. It was well over on the port side of the _Titanic_ in the position she was going.

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A. Olliver, Q. M. (Am. Inq., p. 526):

There were so many people in the boat when I got into it that I could not get near the plug to put the plug in. I implored the passengers to move so I could do it. When the boat was put in the water I let the tripper go and water came into the boat. I then forced my way to the plug and put it in; otherwise it would have been swamped. There was no rush when I got into the boat. I heard Mr. Pitman give an order to go back to the ship, but the women passengers implored him not to go. We were then about 300 yards away. Nearly all objected.

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A. Shiers, fireman (Br. Inq., p. 48):

He saw no women left. There were about forty men and women in the boat. There was no confusion among the officers and crew. We did not go back when the _Titanic_ went down. The women in the boat said: “Don’t go back.” They said: “If we go back the boat will be swamped.” No compass in boat.

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Paul Maugé, Ritz kitchen clerk (Br. Inq.):

Witness was berthed in the third-class corridor. Was awakened and went up on deck. Went down again and woke up the chef. Going through the second-class cabin he noticed that the assistants of the restaurant were there and not allowed to go on the Boat Deck. He saw the second or third boat on the starboard side let down into the water, and when it was about ten feet down from the Boat Deck he jumped into it. Before this he asked the chef to jump, but he was too fat and would not do so. (Laughter.) I asked him again when I got in the boat, but he refused. When his boat was passing one of the lower decks one of the crew of the _Titanic_ tried to pull him out of the boat. He saw no passengers prevented from going up on deck. He thinks he was allowed to pass because he was dressed like a passenger.

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Mrs. Catherine E. Crosby’s affidavit (Am. Inq., p. 1144):

Deponent is the widow of Captain Edward Gifford Crosby and took passage with him and their daughter, Harriette R. Crosby.

At the time of the collision, Captain Crosby got up, dressed, went out, came back and said to her: “You will lie there and drown,” and went out again. He said to their daughter: “The boat is badly damaged, but I think the water-tight compartments will hold her up.”

Mrs. Crosby then got up and dressed, as did her daughter, and followed her husband on deck. She got into the first or second boat. About thirty-six persons got in with them.

There was no discrimination between men and women. Her husband became separated from her. She was suffering from cold while drifting around and one of the officers (Pitman) put a sail around her and over her head to keep her warm.

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George A. Harder, first-class passenger (Am. Inq., p. 1028):

As we were being lowered, they lowered one side quicker than the other, but reached the water safely after a few scares. Someone said the plug was not in, and they could not get the boat detached from the tackle. Finally, a knife was found and the rope cut. We had about forty-two people in the boat--about thirty women, Officer Pitman, a sailor and three men of the crew. We rowed some distance from the ship--it may have been a quarter or an eighth of a mile. We were afraid of the suction. Passengers said: “Let us row a little further.” They did so. Then this other boat, No. 7, came along. We tied alongside. They had twenty-nine in their boat, and we counted at the time thirty-six in ours, so we gave them four or five of our people in order to make it even.

After the ship went down we heard a lot of cries and a continuous yelling and moaning. I counted about ten icebergs in the morning. Our boat managed very well. It is true that the officer did want to go back to the ship, but all the passengers held out and said: “Do not do that; it would only be foolish; there would be so many around that it would only swamp the boat.” There was no light in our boat.

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C. E. H. Stengel, first cabin passenger (Am. Inq., p. 975):

Senator Smith: Did you see any man attempt to enter these lifeboats who was forbidden to do so?

Mr. Stengel: I saw two. A certain physician[23] in New York, and his brother, jumped into the same boat my wife was in. Then the officer, or the man who was loading the boat said: “I will stop that. I will go down and get my gun.” He left the deck momentarily and came right back again. I saw no attempt of anyone else to get into the lifeboats except these two gentlemen that jumped into the boat after it was started to lower.

[23] Dr. H. W. Frauenthal.

Senator Bourne: When you were refused admission into the boat in which your wife was, were there a number of ladies and children there at the time?

Mr. Stengel: No, sir, there were not. These two gentlemen had put their wives in and were standing on the edge of the deck and when they started lowering away, they jumped in. I saw only two.

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N. C. Chambers, first-class passenger (Am. Inq., p. 1041):

Witness referring to boat No. 5 as appearing sufficiently loaded says: “However, my wife said she was going in that boat and proceeded to jump in, calling to me to come. As I knew she would get out again had I not come, I finally jumped into the boat, although I did not consider it, from the looks of things, safe to put many more in. As I remember it, there were two more men, both called by their wives, who jumped in after I did. One of them, a German I believe, told me as I recollect it on the _Carpathia_ that he had looked around and had seen no one else, and no one to ask whether he could get in, or not, and had jumped in.” Witness describes the difficulty in finding whether the plug was in, or not, and recalls someone calling from above: “It’s your own blooming business to see that the plug is in anyhow.”

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Mrs. C. E. H. Stengel, first-class passenger, writes as follows:

“As I stepped into the lifeboat an officer in charge said: ‘No more; the boat is full.’ My husband stepped back, obeying the order. As the boat was being lowered, four men deliberately jumped into it. One of them was a Hebrew doctor--another was his brother. This was done at the risk of the lives of all of us in the boat. The two companions of this man who did this were the ones who were later transferred to boat No. 7, to which we were tied. He weighed about 250 pounds and wore two life preservers. These men who jumped in struck me and a little child. I was rendered unconscious and two of my ribs were very badly dislocated. With this exception there was absolutely no confusion and no disorder in the loading of our boat.”

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Mrs. F. M. Warren, first-class passenger’s account:

... Following this we then went to our rooms, put on all our heavy wraps and went to the foot of the grand staircase on Deck D, again interviewing passengers and crew as to the danger. While standing there Mr. Andrews, one of the designers of the vessel, rushed by, going up the stairs. He was asked if there was any danger but made no reply. But a passenger who was afterwards saved told me that his face had on it a look of terror. Immediately after this the report became general that water was in the squash courts, which were on the deck below where we were standing, and that the baggage had already been submerged.

At the time we reached the Boat Deck, starboard side, there were very few passengers there, apparently, but it was dark and we could not estimate the number. There was a deafening roar of escaping steam, of which we had not been conscious while inside.

The only people we remembered seeing, except a young woman by the name of Miss Ostby, who had become separated from her father and was with us, were Mr. Astor, his wife and servants, who were standing near one of the boats which was being cleared preparatory to being lowered. The Astors did not get into this boat. They all went back inside and I saw nothing of them again until Mrs. Astor was taken onto the _Carpathia_.

We discovered that the boat next to the one the Astors had been near had been lowered to the level of the deck, so went towards it and were told by the officers in charge to get in. At this moment both men and women came crowding toward the spot. I was the second person assisted in. I supposed that Mr. Warren had followed, but saw when I turned that he was standing back and assisting the women. People came in so rapidly in the darkness that it was impossible to distinguish them, and I did not see him again.

The boat was commanded by Officer Pitman and manned by four of the _Titanic’s_ men. The lowering of the craft was accomplished with great difficulty. First one end and then the other was dropped at apparently dangerous angles, and we feared that we would swamp as soon as we struck the water.

Mr. Pitman’s orders were to pull far enough away to avoid suction if the ship sank. The sea was like glass, so smooth that the stars were clearly reflected. We were pulled quite a distance away and then rested, watching the rockets in terrible anxiety and realizing that the vessel was rapidly sinking, bow first. She went lower and lower, until the lower lights were extinguished, and then suddenly rose by the stern and slipped from sight. We had no light on our boat and were left in intense darkness save from an occasional glimmer of light from other lifeboats and one steady green light on one of the ship’s boats which the officers of the _Carpathia_ afterwards said was of material assistance in aiding them to come direct to the spot.

With daylight the wind increased and the sea became choppy, and we saw icebergs in every direction; some lying low in the water and others tall, like ships, and some of us thought they were ships. I was on the second boat picked up.

From the time of the accident until I left the ship there was nothing which in any way resembled a panic. There seemed to be a sort of aimless confusion and an utter lack of organized effort.

BOAT NO. 3.[24]

[24] Third boat lowered on starboard side 1.00 (Br. Rpt., p.
38).

No disorder in loading or lowering this boat.

_Passengers:_ Mesdames Cardeza and maid (Anna Hard), Davidson, Dick, Graham, Harper, Hays and maid (Miss Pericault), Spedden and maid (Helen Wilson) and son Douglas and his trained nurse, Miss Burns, and Misses Graham and Shutes.

_Men:_ Messrs. Cardeza and man-servant (Lesneur), Dick, Harper and man-servant (Hamad Hassah) and Spedden.

_Men who helped load women and children in this boat and sank with the ship:_ Messrs. Case, Davidson, Hays and Roebling.

_Crew:_ Seamen: Moore (in charge), Forward Pascoe. Steward: McKay; Firemen: “5 or 6”; or “10 or 12.”

_Total:_ 40.[25]

[25] British Report (p. 38) says 15 crew, 10 men passengers, 25
women and children. Total 50.

INCIDENTS

G. Moore, A. B. (Am. Inq., p. 559):

When we swung boat No. 3 out I was told by the first officer to jump in the boat and pass the ladies in, and when there were no more about we took in men passengers. We had thirty-two in the boat, all told, and then lowered away. Two seamen were in the boat. There were a few men passengers and some five or six firemen. They got in after all the women and children. I took charge of the boat at the tiller.

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Mrs. Frederick O. Spedden, first-class passenger’s account:

... Number 3 and Number 5 were both marked on our boat. Our seaman told me that it was an old one taken from some other ship,[26] and he didn’t seem sure at the time which was the correct number, which apparently was 3.

[26] “All boats were new and none transferred from another
ship,” President Ismay’s testimony.

We tied up to a boat filled with women once, but the rope broke and we got pretty well separated from all the other lifeboats for some time. We had in all about forty in our boat, including ten or twelve stokers in the bow with us who seemed to exercise complete control over our coxswain, and urged him to order the men to row away from the sinking _Titanic_, as they were in mortal terror of the suction. Two oars were lost soon after we started and they didn’t want to take the time to go back after them, in spite of some of the passengers telling them that there was absolutely no danger from suction. All this accounts for the fact of our being some distance off when the ship went down. We couldn’t persuade the coxswain to turn around till we saw the lights of the _Carpathia_ on the horizon. It was then that we burned some paper, as we couldn’t find our lantern. When the dawn appeared and my small boy Douglas saw the bergs around us and remarked: “Oh, Muddie, look at the beautiful north pole with no Santa Claus on it,” we all couldn’t refrain from smiling in spite of the tragedy of the situation.

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No more accurately written or interesting account (one which I freely confess moves me to tears whenever re-read) has come to my notice than the following, which I have the consent of the author to insert in its entirety:

WHEN THE “TITANIC” WENT DOWN

By

Miss Elizabeth W. Shutes

Such a biting cold air poured into my stateroom that I could not
sleep, and the air had so strange an odor,[27] as if it came
from a clammy cave. I had noticed that same odor in the ice cave
on the Eiger glacier. It all came back to me so vividly that I
could not sleep, but lay in my berth until the cabin grew so
very cold that I got up and turned on my electric stove. It
threw a cheerful red glow around, and the room was soon
comfortable; but I lay waiting. I have always loved both day and
night on shipboard, and am never fearful of anything, but now I
was nervous about the icy air.

[27] Seaman Lee testifies to this odor.

Suddenly a queer quivering ran under me, apparently the whole
length of the ship. Startled by the very strangeness of the
shivering motion, I sprang to the floor. With too perfect a
trust in that mighty vessel I again lay down. Some one knocked
at my door, and the voice of a friend said: “Come quickly to my
cabin; an iceberg has just passed our window; I know we have
just struck one.”

No confusion, no noise of any kind, one could believe no danger
imminent. Our stewardess came and said she could learn nothing.
Looking out into the companionway I saw heads appearing asking
questions from half-closed doors. All sepulchrally still, no
excitement. I sat down again. My friend was by this time
dressed; still her daughter and I talked on, Margaret
pretending to eat a sandwich. Her hand shook so that the bread
kept parting company from the chicken. Then I saw she was
frightened, and for the first time I was too, but why get
dressed, as no one had given the slightest hint of any possible
danger? An officer’s cap passed the door. I asked: “Is there an
accident or danger of any kind?” “None, so far as I know,” was
his courteous answer, spoken quietly and most kindly. This same
officer then entered a cabin a little distance down the
companionway and, by this time distrustful of everything, I
listened intently, and distinctly heard, “We can keep the water
out for a while.” Then, and not until then, did I realize the
horror of an accident at sea. Now it was too late to dress; no
time for a waist, but a coat and skirt were soon on; slippers
were quicker than shoes; the stewardess put on our
life-preservers, and we were just ready when Mr. Roebling came
to tell us he would take us to our friend’s mother, who was
waiting above.

We passed by the palm room, where two short hours before we had
listened to a beautiful concert, just as one might sit in one’s
own home. With never a realizing sense of being on the ocean,
why should not one forget?--no motion, no noise of machinery,
nothing suggestive of a ship. Happy, laughing men and women
constantly passing up and down those broad, strong staircases,
and the music went on and the ship went on--nearer and nearer to
its end. So short a life, so horrible a death for that great,
great ship. What is a more stupendous work than a ship! The
almost human pieces of machinery, yet a helpless child,
powerless in its struggle with an almighty sea, and the great
boat sank, fragile as a rowboat.

How different are these staircases now! No laughing throng, but
on either side stand quietly, bravely, the stewards, all
equipped with the white, ghostly life-preservers. Always the
thing one tries not to see even crossing a ferry. Now only pale
faces, each form strapped about with those white bars. So
gruesome a scene. We passed on. The awful good-byes. The quiet
look of hope in the brave men’s eyes as the wives were put into
the lifeboats. Nothing escaped one at this fearful moment. We
left from the Sun Deck, seventy-five feet above the water. Mr.
Case and Mr. Roebling, brave American men, saw us to the
lifeboat, made no effort to save themselves, but stepped back on
deck. Later they went to an honored grave.

Our lifeboat, with thirty-six in it, began lowering to the sea.
This was done amid the greatest confusion. Rough seamen all
giving different orders. No officer aboard. As only one side of
the ropes worked, the lifeboat at one time was in such a
position that it seemed we must capsize in mid-air. At last the
ropes worked together, and we drew nearer and nearer the black,
oily water. The first touch of our lifeboat on that black sea
came to me as a last good-bye to life, and so we put off--a tiny
boat on a great sea--rowed away from what had been a safe home
for five days. The first wish on the part of all was to stay
near the _Titanic_. We all felt so much safer near the ship.
Surely such a vessel could not sink. I thought the danger must
be exaggerated, and we could all be taken aboard again. But
surely the outline of that great, good ship was growing less.
The bow of the boat was getting black. Light after light was
disappearing, and now those rough seamen put to their oars and
we were told to hunt under seats, any place, anywhere, for a
lantern, a light of any kind. Every place was empty. There was
no water--no stimulant of any kind. Not a biscuit--nothing to
keep us alive had we drifted long. Had no good _Carpathia_, with
its splendid Captain Rostron, its orderly crew, come to our
rescue we must have all perished. Our men knew nothing about the
position of the stars, hardly how to pull together. Two oars
were soon overboard. The men’s hands were too cold to hold on.
We stopped while they beat their hands and arms, then started on
again. A sea, calm as a pond, kept our boat steady, and now that
mammoth ship is fast, fast disappearing. Only one tiny light is
left--a powerless little spark, a lantern fastened to the mast.
Fascinated, I watched that black outline until the end. Then
across the water swept that awful wail, the cry of those
drowning people. In my ears I heard: “She’s gone, lads; row like
hell or we’ll get the devil of a swell.” And the horror, the
helpless horror, the worst of all--need it have been?

To-day the question is being asked, “Would the _Titanic_
disaster be so discussed had it not been for the great wealth
gathered there?” It surely would be, for at a time like this
wealth counts for nothing, but man’s philanthropy, man’s brains,
man’s heroism, count forever. So many men that stood for the
making of a great nation, morally and politically, were swept
away by the sinking of that big ship. That is why, day after
day, the world goes on asking the why of it all. Had a kind
Providence a guiding hand in this? Did our nation need so mighty
a stroke to prove that man had grown too self-reliant, too sure
of his own power over God’s sea? God’s part was the saving of
the few souls on that calmest of oceans on that fearful night.
Man’s part was the pushing of the good ship, pushing against all
reason, to save what?--a few hours and lose a thousand souls--to
have the largest of ships arrive in port even a few hours sooner
than anticipated. Risk all, but push, push on, on. The icebergs
could be avoided. Surely man’s experience ought to have lent
aid, but just so surely it did not.

In years past a tendency to live more simply away from pomp and
display led to the founding of our American nation. Now what are
we demanding to-day? Those same needless luxuries. If they were
not demanded they would not be supplied. Gymnasiums, swimming
pools, tea rooms, had better give way to make space for the
necessary number of lifeboats; lifeboats for the crew, also, who
help pilot the good ship across the sea.

Sitting by me in the lifeboat were a mother and daughter (Mrs.
Hays and Mrs. Davidson). The mother had left a husband on the
_Titanic_, and the daughter a father and husband, and while we
were near the other boats those two stricken women would call
out a name and ask, “Are you there?” “No,” would come back the
awful answer, but these brave women never lost courage, forgot
their own sorrow, telling me to sit close to them to keep warm.
Now I began to wish for the warm velvet suit I left hanging in
my cabin. I had thought of it for a minute, and then had quickly
thrown on a lighter weight skirt. I knew the heavier one would
make the life-preserver less useful. Had I only known how calm
the ocean was that night, I would have felt that death was not
so sure, and would have dressed for life rather than for the
end. The life-preservers helped to keep us warm, but the night
was bitter cold, and it grew colder and colder, and just before
dawn, the coldest, darkest hour of all, no help seemed possible.
As we put off from the _Titanic_ never was a sky more brilliant,
never have I seen so many falling stars. All tended to make
those distress rockets that were sent up from the sinking ship
look so small, so dull and futile. The brilliancy of the sky
only intensified the blackness of the water, our utter
loneliness on the sea. The other boats had drifted away from us;
we must wait now for dawn and what the day was to bring us we
dare not even hope. To see if I could not make the night seem
shorter, I tried to imagine myself again in Japan. We had made
two strange night departures there, and I was unafraid, and this
Atlantic now was calmer than the Inland sea had been at that
time. This helped a while, but my hands were freezing cold, and
I had to give up pretending and think of the dawn that must
soon come.

Two rough looking men had jumped into our boat as we were about
to lower, and they kept striking matches, lighting cigars, until
I feared we would have no matches left and might need them, so I
asked them not to use any more, but they kept on. I do not know
what they looked like. It was too dark to really distinguish
features clearly, and when the dawn brought the light it brought
something so wonderful with it no one looked at anything else or
anyone else. Some one asked: “What time is it?” Matches were
still left; one was struck. Four o’clock! Where had the hours of
the night gone? Yes, dawn would soon be here; and it came, so
surely, so strong with cheer. The stars slowly disappeared, and
in their place came the faint pink glow of another day. Then I
heard, “A light, a ship.” I could not, would not, look while
there was a bit of doubt, but kept my eyes away. All night long
I had heard, “A light!” Each time it proved to be one of our
other lifeboats, someone lighting a piece of paper, anything
they could find to burn, and now I could not believe. Someone
found a newspaper; it was lighted and held up. Then I looked and
saw a ship. A ship bright with lights; strong and steady she
waited, and we were to be saved. A straw hat was offered (Mrs.
Davidson’s); it would burn longer. That same ship that had come
to save us might run us down. But no; she is still. The two, the
ship and the dawn, came together, a living painting. White was
the vessel, but whiter still were those horribly beautiful
icebergs, and as we drew nearer and nearer that good ship we
drew nearer to those mountains of ice. As far as the eye could
reach they rose. Each one more fantastically chiselled than its
neighbor. The floe glistened like an ever-ending meadow covered
with new-fallen snow. Those same white mountains, marvellous in
their purity, had made of the just ended night one of the
blackest the sea has ever known. And near them stood the ship
which had come in such quick response to the _Titanic’s_ call
for help. The man who works over hours is always the worthwhile
kind, and the Marconi operator awaiting a belated message had
heard the poor ship’s call for help, and we few out of so many
were saved.

From the _Carpathia_ a rope forming a tiny swing was lowered
into our lifeboat, and one by one we were drawn into safety. The
lady pulled up just ahead of me was very large, and I felt
myself being jerked fearfully, when I heard some one say:
“Careful, fellers; she’s a lightweight.” I bumped and bumped
against the side of the ship until I felt like a bag of meal. My
hands were so cold I could hardly hold on to the rope, and I was
fearful of letting go. Again I heard: “Steady, fellers; not so
fast!” I felt I should let go and bounce out of the ropes; I
hardly think that would have been possible, but I felt so at the
time. At last I found myself at an opening of some kind and
there a kind doctor wrapped me in a warm rug and led me to the
dining room, where warm stimulants were given us immediately and
everything possible was done for us all. Lifeboats kept coming
in, and heart-rending was the sight as widow after widow was
brought aboard. Each hoped some lifeboat ahead of hers might
have brought her husband safely to this waiting vessel. But
always no.

I was still so cold that I had to get a towel and tie it around
my waist. Then I went back to the dining-room and found dear
little Louis,[28] the French baby, lying alone; his cold, bare
feet had become unwrapped. I put a hot water bottle against this
very beautiful boy. He smiled his thanks.

[28] One of the Navratil children whose pathetic story has been
fully related in the newspapers.

Knowing how much better I felt after taking the hot stimulant, I
tried to get others to take something; but often they just
shook their heads and said, “Oh, I can’t.”

Towards night we remembered we had nothing--no comb, brush,
nothing of any kind--so we went to the barber-shop. The barber
always has everything, but now he had only a few toothbrushes
left. I bought a cloth cap of doubtful style; and felt like a
walking orphan asylum, but very glad to have anything to cover
my head. There were also a few showy silk handkerchiefs left. On
the corner of each was embroidered in scarlet, “From a friend.”
These we bought and we were now fitted out for our three
remaining days at sea.

Patiently through the dismal, foggy days we lived, waiting for
land and possible news of the lost. For the brave American man,
a heart full of gratitude, too deep for words, sends out a
thanksgiving. That such men are born, live and die for others is
a cause for deep gratitude. What country could have shown such
men as belong to our American manhood? Thank God for them and
for their noble death.

EMERGENCY BOAT NO. 1.[29]

[29] This was the fourth boat to leave the starboard side.

No disorder in loading or lowering this boat.

_Passengers:_ Lady Duff Gordon and maid (Miss Francatelli).

_Men:_ Lord Duff Gordon and Messrs. Solomon and Stengel.

_Total:_ 5.

_Crew:_ Seamen: Symons (in charge), Horswell. Firemen: Collins, Hendrickson, Pusey, Shee, Taylor.

_Total:_ 7.

_Grand Total:_ 12.

INCIDENTS

G. Symons, A. B. (Br. Inq.):

Witness assisted in putting passengers in Nos. 5 and 3 under Mr. Murdoch’s orders, women and children first. He saw 5 and 3 lowered away and went to No. 1. Mr. Murdoch ordered another sailor and five firemen in. Witness saw two ladies running out of the Saloon Deck who asked if they could get in the boat. Murdoch said: “Jump in.” The officer looked around for more, but none were in sight and he ordered to lower away, with the witness in charge. Before leaving the Boat Deck witness saw a white light a point and a half on the port bow about five miles away.

Just after boat No. 1 got away, the water was up to C Deck just under where the ship’s name is. Witness got about 200 yards away and ordered the crew to lay on their oars. The ship’s stern was well up in the air. The foremost lights had disappeared and the only light left was the mast light. The stern was up out of the water at an angle of forty-five degrees; the propeller could just be seen. The boat was pulled away a little further to escape suction; then he stopped and watched.

After the _Titanic_ went down he heard the people shrieking for help, but was afraid to go back for fear of their swarming upon him, though there was plenty of room in the boat for eight or a dozen more. He determined on this course himself as “_master of the situation_.”[30] About a day before landing in New York a present of five pounds came as a surprise to the witness from Sir Cosmo Duff Gordon.

[30] Italics are mine.--Author.

The President: You state that you were surprised that no one in the boat suggested that you should go back to the assistance of the drowning people?

Witness: Yes.

The President: Why were you surprised?

Witness: I fully expected someone to do so.

The President: It seemed reasonable that such a suggestion should be made?

Witness: Yes; I should say it would have been reasonable.

The President: You said in America to Senator Perkins that you had fourteen to twenty passengers in the boat?

Witness: I thought I had; I was in the dark.

The President: You were not in the dark when you gave that evidence.

Witness said he thought he was asked how many people there were in the boat, all told.

The Attorney General: You meant that the 14 to 20 meant everybody?

Witness: Yes.

The Attorney General: But you know you only had twelve all told?

Witness: Yes.

The President: You must have known perfectly well when you gave this evidence that the number in your boat was twelve. Why did you tell them in America that there were fourteen to twenty in the boat?

Witness: I do not know; it was a mistake I made then and the way they muddled us up.

The Attorney General: It was a very plain question. Did you know the names of any passengers?

Witness: I knew Sir Cosmo Duff Gordon’s name when we arrived in America.

The Attorney General: Did you say anything in America about having received the five pounds?

Witness: No, sir; and I was not asked.

The Attorney General: You were asked these very questions in America which we have been putting to you to-day about going back?

Witness: Yes, sir.

The Attorney General: Why did you not say that you heard the cries, but in the exercise of your discretion as “master of the situation” you did not go back?

Witness: They took us in three at a time in America and they hurried us through the questions.