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VOL. LXI...NO. 19809 * * * NEW YORK, FRIDAY, APRIL 19, 1912 -- TWENTY-FOUR PAGES ONE CENT747 SAW THE TITANIC SINK WITH 1,595, HER BAND PLAYING;
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THRILLING STORY BY TITANIC'S SURVIVING WIRELESS MANBride Tells How He and Phillips Worked and How He Finished
a Stoker Who Tried to Steal Phillip's Life Belt -- Ship sank to tune of
"Autumn"
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(This statement was dictated by Mr. Bride
to a reportor for THE NEW YORK TIMES, who visited him with
Mr. Marconi in the wireless cabin of the Carpathia a few minutes after
the steam ship touched her pier.)
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and repaired it just a few hours before the iceberg was struck. Phillips said to me as he took the night shift. "You turn in, boy, and get some sleep, and go up as soon as you can and give me a chance. I'm all done for with this work of making repairs." There were three rooms in the wireless cabin. One was a sleeping room, one a dynamo room, and one an operating room. I took off my clothes and went to sleep in bed. Then I was conscious of waking up and hearing Phillips sending to Cape Rice. I read what he was sending. It was traffic matter. I remembered how tired he was and I got out of bed without my clothes on to relieve him. I didn't even feel the shock. I hardly, knew it had happened after the Captain had come to us. There was no jolt whatever. I was standing by Phillips telling him to go to bed when the Captain put his head in the cabin. " We've struck an ice berg," the Captain said, " and I'm having an inspection made to tell what it has done for us. You better get ready to send out a call for assistance. But don't send it until I tell you." The Captain went away and in 10 minutes, I should estimate the time he came back. - We could hear a terrible confusion outside, but there was not the least thing to indicate that there was any trouble. The wireless was working perfectly. "Send the call for assistance." ordered the Captain, barely putting his head in the door. "What call should I send?" Phillips asked. "The regulation international call for help. Just that." Then the Captain was gone. Phillips began to send "C.Q.D." He flashed away at it and we joked while he did so. All of us made light of the disaster. Joked at Distress Call.We joked that way while he flashed signals for about five minutes. Then the Captain came; back. "What are you sending? " he asked. " C. Q. D.," Phillips replied. The humour of the situation appealed to me. I cut in with a little remark that made us all laugh, including the Captain. “Send ' S. O. S.” I said. "it's the new call, and it may be yours last chance to send it." Phillips with a laugh changed the signal to "S. O.S.' The Captain told us we had been struck amidships, or just back of amidships. It was ten minutes, Phillips told me, after he had noticed the ' Iceberg, that the slight jolt that was the collision's only signal to us occurred. We thought we were a good distance away. We said lots of funny things to each other in the next few minutes. We picked up first the 'steamship Frankfurd. We gave her our position and said we had struck an iceberg and needed assistance. The Frunkfurd operator when away to tell his Captain. He came back and we told him we were sinking by the head. By that time we could observe a distinct list forward. The Carpathia answered our |
signal. We told her our position ,and said we were sinking by the head. The operator went to tell the Captain, and in five minutes returned and told us that the Captain of the Carpathia was putting about and heading for us. Great Scramble on Deck.Our Captain had left us at this time and Phillips told me to run and tell him what the Carpathia had answered. I did so, and I went through an awful mass of people to his cabin. The decks were full of scrambling men and woman. I saw no fighting, but I heard tell of it. I came back and heard Phillips giving the Carpathia fuller directions. Phillips told me to put on my clothes. Until that moment I forgot that I was not dressed. I went to my cabin and dressed. I brought an overcoat to Phillips. It was very cold. I slipped the overcoat upon him while he worked. Every few minutes Phillips would send me to the Captain with little messages. They were merely telling how the Carpathia was coming our way and gave her speed. I noticed as I came back from one trip that they were putting off women and children in lifeboats. I noticed that the list forward was increasing. Phillips told me the wireless was growing weaker. The Captain came and told us our engine rooms were taking water and that the dynamos might not last much longer. We sent that word to the Carpathia. I went out on deck and looked around. The water was pretty close up to the boat deck. There was a great scramble aft, and how poor Phillips worked through it I don't know. He was a brave man. I learned to love him that night and I suddenly felt for him a great reverence to see him standing there sticking to his work while everybody else was raging about. I will never live to forget the work of Phillips for the last awful fifteen minutes. I thought it was about time to look about and see if there was anything detached that would float. I remembered that every member of the crew had a special life belt and ought to know where it was. I remembered mine was under my bunk. I went and got it. Then I thought how cold the water was. I remembered I had some boots and I put those on, and an extra Jacket and I put that on. I saw Phillips standing out there still sending away, giving the Carpathia details of just how we were doing We picked up the Olympic and told her we were sinking by the head and were about all down. As Phillips was sending the message I strapped his life belt to his back. I had already put on his overcoat. I wondered if I could get him into his boots. He suggested with a sort of laugh that I look out and see if all the people were off in the boats, or if any boats were left, or how things were. The Last Boat Left.I saw a collapsible boat near a |
funnel and went over to it. Twelve men were trying to boost it down to the boat deck. They were having an awful time. It was the last boat left. I looked at it longingly a few minutes. Then I gave them a hand, and over she went. They all started to scramble in on the boat deck, and I walked back to Phillips. I said the last raft had gone. Then came the Captain's voice: "Men, you have done your full duty. You can do no more. Abandon your cabin. Now it's every man for himself. You look out for yourselves. I release you. That's the way of it at this kind of a time. Every man for himself." I looked out. The boat deck was awash. Phillips clung on sending and sending. He clung on for about ten minutes or maybe fifteen minutes after the Captain had released him. The water was then conning into our cabin. While he worked something happened I hate to tell about. I was back in my room getting Phillips's money for him, and as I looked out the door 1 saw a stoker, or somebody from below decks, leaning over Phillips from behind. He was too busy to notice what the man was doing. The man was slipping the life belt off Phillips's back. He was a big man, too. As you can see, I am very small. I don't know what it was I got hold of. I remembered in a flash the way Phillips had clung on -- how I had to fix that life belt in place because he was too busy to do It. I knew that man from below decks had his own life belt and should have known where to get it. I suddenly felt a passion not to let that man die a decent sailor's death. I wished he might have stretched rope or walked a plank. I did my duty. I hope I finished him. I don't know. We left him on the cabin floor of the wireless room and he was not moving. Band Plays in Rag-Time. From aft came the tunes of the band. It was a rag-time tune, I don't know what, Then there was "Autumn." Phillips ran aft and that was the last I ever saw of him alive. I went to the place I had seen the collapsible boat on the boat deck, and to my surprise I saw the boat and the men still trying to push it off. I guess there wasn't a sailor in the crowd. They couldn't do it. I went up to them and was just lending a hand when a large wave came awash of the deck. The big wave carried the boat off. I had hold of an oarlock and I went off with It. The next I knew I was in the boat. But that was not all. I was in the boat and the boat was upside down and I was under it. And I remember realizing I was wet through, and that whatever; happened must not breathe, for I was under water. I knew I had to fight for it and I did. How l got out front under the boat I do not know, but 1 felt a breath of air at last. There were men all around me -- hundreds of them. The sea was dotted with them, all depending on |
their life belts. I felt I simply had to get away from the ship. She was a beautiful sight then. Smoke and sparks were rushing out of her funnel. There must have been an explosion, but we had heard none. We only saw the big stream of sparks. The ship was gradually turning on her nose --just like a duck does that goes down for a dive. I had only one thing on my mind -- to get away from the suction. The band was still playing. I guess all of the band went down. They were playing "Autumn" then. I swam with all my might. I suppose I was 150 feet away when the Titanic, on her nose, with her after-quarter sticking straight up in the air, began to settle slowly. Pulled Into a BoatWhen at last the waves washed over her rudder there wasn't the least bit of suction I could feel. She must have kept going just so slowly as she had been. 1 forgot to mention that besides the Olympic and Carpathia we spoke some German boat,- I don't know which, and told them how we were. We also spoke the Baltic. 1 remembered those things as I began to figure what ships would be coming toward us. I felt after a little while, like sinking. I was very cold. I saw a boat of some kind near me and put all my strength into an effort to swim to it. It was hard work. I was all done when a hand reached out from the boat and pulled me aboard. It was our same collapsible. The same crowd was on it. There was just room for me to roll on the edge. I lay there not caring what happened. Somebody sat on my legs. They were wedged in between slats and were being wrenched. I had not the heart left to ask the man to move. It was a terrible sight all around -- men swimming and sinking. I lay where I was, letting the man wrench my feet out of shape. Others came near. Nobody gave them a hand. The bottom-up boat already had more men than it would hold and it was sinking. At first the larger waves splashed over my clothing. Then they began to splash over my head and I had to breathe when I could. As we floated around on our capsized boat and I kept straining my eyes for a ship's lights, somebody said, "Don't the rest of you think we ought to pray?" The man who made the suggestion asked what the religion of the others was. Each man called out his religion. One was a Catholic, one a Methodist, one a Presbyterian. It was decided the most appropriate prayer for all was the Lord's Prayer. We spoke it over in chorus with the man who first suggested that we pray as the leader. Some splendid people saved us. They had a right-side-up boat, and it was full to its capacity. Yet they came to us and loaded us all into it. I saw some lights off in the distance and knew a steam-ship was coming to our aid. I didn't care what happened. I just lay and gasped when I could and felt the pain in my feet. At last the Carpathia was alongside and the people were being taken up a rope ladder. Our boat drew near and one by one the men were taken off of it. One Dead on the raftOne man was dead. I passed him and went to the ladder, al - Continued on Page 3
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1,595 Went to Death on the Titanic. NUMBER ABOARD
THE SAVED
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