The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1892-10-09

possessed. Mrs. C. ]. Best, of Seattle, was
also very attentive.
The crew Of the Willamette Numbers
thirty-eight. She left the dock at Seattle
at 1875, under Capt. d. Anderson. for San
Francisco with COAL The vessel belongs
to the Oregon Improvement Company.
Johannes Moe, who was killed. worked
with the Tacoma Electric Company. he
with his two partners had been to Port
Angeles, where Moe had bought lot.
At tbs time Of the accident they were be-
low cooking coffee. John Rankin was the
con Of the well-known steward OF the
steamer Seattle. II is believed that one OF
the killed is still in the wreck.
Mr.. r. L. Warson, who was on board
the Premier, was in the fore end OF the
saloon playing whist with W. Fl. Moore,
OF Snohomish; o. II. Adsit, Of Tacoma,
and J. NJ. Riley, Of Anacortes. He noticed
that the whistle had been blowing, and
then another whistle. The engines
stopped, and almost Immediately he
heard . crash. He didn't have time
TO rise before the table and chair
were thrust forward and the water
cooler fell over. Mr.. Warson ran
down the starboard side Of the boat and
into the smoking room where he saw the
prov Of the Willamette sticking right into
the forward saloon. On all sides was
mass of broken wood, amid which was
w. II. Phillips, who managed to extricate
himself He was badly bruised. The pas
sengers climbed over the wood and on to
the bow of the Willamette. Several Of
the crew who had been awakened from
their sleep had rushed out, some with
nothing bnt the scantsest covering, and
clambered mp. Mr.. Warson is bruised
about the legs, but is otherwise unin-
jured. He says very few escaped without
either bruises or . severe shaking.
DR.. u. George. of Port Angeles. J. K.
Dryer, Of San Francisco, and Charles
Alien. of Portland. we're party of three
sitting at the table in the dining room on
ths lower deck of the Premier. The gen.
tlemcn say that they heard two whistles
and then felt the engines Of the boat stop.
mot over three seconds after we noticed
this stoppage," said Mr.. Allen, Eve felt
the crash. was pitched headlong from my
chair and landed head up against
the bottom step Of the companion
way leading up to the main
deck. Here I received . number of
painful but not dangerous cuts about the
head. The dining room boy had his arm
broken in precisely the same manner. He
was standing at the end Of the table. /
sat with my back to the companionway,
clear at the other end of the dining room,
toward the stern. Neither Mr.. Dryer nor
DR.. George were thrown from their chairs
ut all, though they had to brace pretty
hard to keep from doing so. We
rushed onto the deck and there
saw the mischief 1t was almost perfectly
clear when We got to the deck; the fog had
completely lifted. In about five minutes
we were all on the Willamette. No furry,
no excitement, no rush nor panic among
either men or women passengers. In fact,
the women deserve much credit for their
demeanor. Capt. Gilboy, of the Premier,
also deserves the greatest praise for his
courage and seamanship on the occasion"
Thomas Foran, of Beacon hill, was in
tho smoking room, where the PROV en-
tered, and was knocked down by the
anchor and rolled around in q ter
rible manner before he was rescued.
When seen at the hospital, he said: II
was knocked down before ! knew what
had happened. The anchor struck me on
the right leg and slid me along the floor.
The timbers came crashing down about me.
Thought was facing death. NV right leg
was caught and broken at the knee. I
know from the angles at which the boats
met that one or perhaps both were Off
their courses. They should have passed
parallel. 1t was too foggy to tell what
course we were on"
/. A. Fallike. brother Of the fireman re-
Gently scalded to death on the steamer
Monticello, and who was returning from
st. Paul, where he had been with his
brothers body, was in the hold when the
collision occurred. He heard the creating
OF timbers and the cry. run forward"
He said: 81 ran, but a splinter struck
me and knocked me to the floor. got no
and was running again when . ksg struck
me in the head and prostroted me upon
the floor. When got I'D I saw the head.
less body of the man pinned in the hold.
did not hear any whistles, but know that
one or the other boat was out of her
course"
d.. Wynkoop, whose son, Frank C.
Wynkoop, aged IL years. was killed while
he cried, "oh, papap' was seriously
bruised about the head. When asked
about the accident replied in a voice that
conveyed more than words on paper can
show: ~ lost dear son in the collision
and do not feel like talking. Twas play
ing whist, and when the cry. followed by
the splintering of timbers and the con-
f,u of ~,