The Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1877-1885, 1885-05-30
AN OCEANHORROR.
STORY OF THE SURVIVORS OF THE
GEORGE JEANNE.
A Black Monster sweeps Past in the Fog
and the Sea Closes Over Its VIC
TINS Disaster by Flood, Fire
and Tornado.

New YORK, May 3o.-Following is the
account given by the survivors OF the Dark
George Jeanne, which was run down by the
City Of Rome May 25
The George Jeanne reached Saint Pierre
in the middle of April, and on the 10th the
men were out on the fishing banks, hard
at work hauling in Goldfish through
the fog. At o'clock on Monday
afternoon the last of "a. 900 Goldfish
were salted away in the hold, and
the sailors were sitting around on the deck.
cleaning and batting the hooks. Big icebergs
had been parading by all day and had left
behind them cold fog SO thick that cod
fish might almost have Travelled around in
it, and the men could barely see each other
as they worked. By and by the fog was
broken by sound IRONS the fog
horn of the big steamship CITY
of Rome, which had spent the
morning picking its way through
fifty-eight icebergs, and was now cutting
through the fog to make up for lost time
and do honor TO herrecort. The fishermen
recognized the sound and dropped their fish
hooks in a minute One of them jumped
for big bell hung forward and rang it
while the rest strained their eyes through
the fog and yelled with all their lungs.
They might as we'll have cried out from I'M
der heap of feather-beds. The thick
fog checked their voices and deadened
the sound of the bell as though it had
been wrapped in blanket. After few
seconds the fog-horn ceased to be heard, and
the men thinking the danger had shot past
them went back to their work, leaving one
man ringing the bell on general principles.
The next thing they heard was yell from
the little cabin boy who stood further aft
Something big and black doomed up over
the stern, cut off slice about one-third
Of their bark, and rushed past. Some
of the men went with the slice that was
cut off; the others felt their boat dive down
stern foremost, and found themselves strug-
Cling In the water Nearly all wore heavy
boots and oilskin clothes, and were sucked
down with their bark. Abort Hubert, who
was ringing the bell, felt the bow of the YES
sci spring up into the air, and was shot about
twenty feet off her out of the reach Of the
whirlpool He found himself close to Alphonse
Fiant, who had kicked off his heavy boots and
trousers, and, being a powerful swimmer,
had escaped from the whirl, and was strik-
ing out in his wooden drawers The captain
and another sailor were also visible for an
instant, but the water in the wake of the
icebens was freezing cold, and not many
men could struggle in it long. Those who
had struggled to the surface sank one by
one, and Hubert and Fisnt were swim
ming along together. They could find
nothing to catch hold of, and after
freezing for five minutes were just about
ready to sink when they heard the splash o.
oars, and each was grabbed and yanked int
row-boat, and five minutes afterward
were sitting in the cabin of the City of Rom'
with 100 passengers dosing them will
brandy. The captain of the steamer KEEP
the boats bunting around among the float
ing barrels and spars until all hopes of any
one was past. Then the boats were hoisteC
in again, and the City of Rome started fo
New York.