New York, April 18.—E. Z. Taylor of Philadelphia, one of
the survivors, jumped into the sea just three minutes before the boat sank. He
told a graphic Titanic survivor story as he came from the Carpathia.
“I was eating when the Titanic struck the iceberg,” he
said. “There was an awful shock that made the boat tremble from stem to stern.
I did not realize for some time what had happened. No one seemed to know the
extent of the accident. We were told that an iceberg had been struck by the
ship. I felt the boat rise and it seemed to me that she was riding over the
ice. I ran out on deck and then I could see ice. It was a veritable sea of ice
and the boat was rocking over it. I should say that parts of the iceberg were
80 feet high, but it had been broken into sections probably by our ship.
“I jumped into the ocean and was picked up by one of the
boats. I never expected to see land again. I waited on board the boat until the
lights went out. It seemed to me that the discipline on board was wonderful.”
Saved at Last Moment
Next on the Titanic passenger stories: Colonel Archibald
Gracie, U.S.A., the last man saved, went down with the vessel but was picked
up. He was met tonight by his daughter, who had arrived from Washington, and
his son-in-law, Paul H. Fabricius. Colonel Gracie told a remarkable story of
personal hardship and denied emphatically the reports that there had been any
panic on board. He praised in the highest terms the behavior of both the
passengers and crew and paid a high tribute to the heroism of the women
passengers.
“Mrs. Isidor Straus,” he said, “went to her death
because she would not desert her husband. Although he pleaded with her to take
her place in the boat she steadfastly refused, and when the ship settled at the
head the two were engulfed in the wave that swept her.”
Colonel Gracie told of how he was driven to the topmost
deck when the ship settled and was the sole survivor after the wave that swept
her just before her final plunge had passed.
“I jumped with the wave,” said he, “just as I often have
jumped with the breakers at the seashore. By great good fortune I managed to
grasp the brass railing on the deck above and I hung on by might and main. When
the ship plunged down I was forced to let go and I was swirled around and
around for what seemed to be an interminable time. Eventually I came to the
surface, to find the sea a mass of tangled wreckage.
“Luckily I was unhurt and casting about managed to seize
a wooden grating floating nearby. When I had recovered my breath I discovered a
larger canvas and cork life raft which had floated up. A man, whose name I did
not learn, was struggling toward it from some wreckage to which he had clung. I
cast off and helped him to get onto the raft and we then began the work of
rescuing those who had jumped into the sea and were floundering in the water.
At Break of Dawn
“When dawn broke there were thirty of us on the raft,
standing knee deep in the icy water and afraid to move lest the creaky craft be
overturned. Several unfortunates, benumbed and half dead, besought us to save
them and one or two made an effort to reach us but we had to warn them away.
Had we made any effort to save them we all might have perished.
“The hours that elapsed before we were picked up by the
Carpathia were the longest and most terrible that I ever spent. Practically
without any sensation of feeling, because of the icy water, we were almost
dropping from fatigue. We were afraid to turn around to look to see whether we
were seen by passing craft and when someone who was facing astern passed the
word that something that looked like a steamer was coming up one of the men
became hysterical under the strain. The rest of us, too, were nearing the
breaking point.”
Col. Gracie denied with emphasis that any men were fired
upon and declared that only once was a revolver discharged.
“This was for the purpose of intimidating some steerage
passengers,” he said, “who had tumbled into a boat before it was prepared for
launching. This shot was fired in the air, and when the foreigners were told
the next would be directed at them they promptly returned to the deck. There
was no confusion and no panic.”
Contrary to the general expectation, there was no
jarring impact when the vessel struck, according to the army officer. He was in
his berth when the vessel smashed into the submerged portion of the berg and
was aroused by the jar. He looked at this watch, he said, and found it was just
midnight. The ship sank with him at 2:22 a.m., for his watch stopped at that
hour.
“Before I retired,” said Colonel Gracie, “I had a long
chat with Charles H. Hays, president of the Grand Trunk Railroad. One of the
last things Mr. Hays said was this: ‘The White Star, the Cunard and the
Hamburg-American lines are devoting their attention and ingenuity in vying with
them to obtain supremacy in luxurious ships and in making speed records. The
time will soon come when this will be checked by some appalling disaster.’ Poor
fellow; a few hours later, he was dead.”
Conduct of Colonel Astor
“The conduct of Colonel John Jacob Astor was deserving
of the highest praise,” declared Colonel Gracie. “The millionaire New Yorker,”
he said, “devoted all his energies to saving his young bride, nee Miss Force of
New York who was in delicate health. Colonel Astor helped us in our efforts to
get her in the boat,” said Colonel Gracie. “I lifted her into the boat and as
she took her place Colonel Astor requested permission of the second officer to
go with her for her own protection.
“‘No, sir,’ replied the officer, ‘Not a man shall go on
a boat until the women are all off.’ Colonel Astor then inquired the number of
the boat, which was being lowered away and turned to the work of clearing the
other boats and in reassuring the frightened and nervous women.
“By this time the ship began to list frightfully to
port. This became so dangerous that the second officer ordered everyone to rush
to starboard. This we did and we found the crew trying to get a boat off in
that quarter. Here I saw the last of John B. Thayer, second vice president of
the Pennsylvania Railroad, and George B. Widener, a capitalist of
Philadelphia.”
Colonel Gracie said that despite the warnings of
icebergs, no slowing down of speed was ordered by the commander of the Titanic.
There were other warnings, too, he said. “In the 24 hours’ run ending the
14th,” he said, “the ship’s run was 546 miles, and we were told that the next
24 hours would see even a better record posted. No diminution of speed was
indicated in the run and the engines kept up their steady running. When Sunday
evening came we all noticed the increased cold, which gave plain warning that
the ship was in close proximity to icebergs or ice fields. The officers, I am
credibly informed, had been advised by wireless from other ships of the
presence of icebergs and dangerous floes in that vicinity. The sea was as
smooth as glass, and the weather clear, so that it seems that there was no
occasion for fear.
No Indication of Panic
“When the vessel struck,” he continued, “the passengers
were so little alarmed that they joked over the matter. The few that were on
deck early had taken their time to dress properly and there was not the
slightest indication of panic. Some of the fragments of ice had fallen on the
deck and these were picked up and passed around by some of the facetious ones
who offered them as mementoes of the occasion. On the port side a glance over
the side failed to show any evidence of damage and the vessel seemed to be on
an even keel. James Clinch Smith and I, however, soon found the vessel was
listing heavily. A few minutes later the officers ordered men and women to don
life preservers.”
One of the last women seen by Colonel Gracie, he said,
was Miss Evans of New York, who virtually refused to be rescued, because,
according to the army officer, “she had been told by a fortune teller in London
that she would meet her death on the water.”
A young English woman, who requested that her name be
omitted, told a thrilling story of her experience in one of the collapsible
boats which had been manned by eight of the crew from the Titanic. The boat was
in command of the fifth officer, H. Lowe, whose actions she described as saving
the lives of many people. Before the lifeboat was launched, he passed along the
port deck of the steamer, commanding the people not to jump in the boats and
otherwise restraining them from swamping the craft. When the collapsible was
launched, Officer Lowe succeeded in putting up a mast and a small sail. He
collected the other boats together; in some cases the boats were short of
adequate crews and he directed an exchange by which each was adequately manned.
He threw lines connecting the boats together two by two, and all thus moved
together. Later on he went back to the wreck with the crew of one of the boats
and succeeded in picking up some of those who had jumped overboard and were
swimming about. On his way back to the Carpathia he passed one of the
collapsible boats which was on the point of sinking with thirty passengers
aboard, most of them in scant night clothing. They were rescued just in the
nick of time.
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