Connecticut western news., 1892-09-08
CANAAN, CONN, THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 1892.
those of the crew who remained worked

those or the crew WHO T61udlu6u WOTh6Q at the pumps and fired signal guns.
 The boat had been lowered to assist in building the raft, and Captain Luce and some of the male passengers were help ing keep the crowd back when panic seized those on deck and they rushed over the bulwarks onto the raft, at the same time almost sinking the boat. In this emergency Dorian cut the boat loose, and he and those assisting him hurried it away from the raft. The noble man behaved throughout with great presence of mind and labored with heroic energy. When the panic started he cried: "For Gods sake, captain, clear the raft so that we can workl l won't desert the ship while there's B timber above waterr
 Thus much precious time was lost. The people did not believe that those who were trying to assist them were sincere, and prevented them from pro viding means of escape.
 The captain, when urged to leave, stated that the fate of the ship should be his and his little sons.
 Master Collins, & son of the proprietor of the vessel, when offereu life pre- server refused it, saying he would not take it while any woman on board was without one. He perished with his mother and sister. ..@.
 Another faithful one, and one whose quiet heroism shone outiJrighter as the prospect became darker, was a young man named Stewart Holland. He was an engineer under instructions and but twenty-two years old. When most of his companions in the engine room took to the boats and deserted, he remained and did all he could to help save those left in the ship. Just before the ship went down he was helping fire the sig nal guns. Dorian called to him to get into the boat with him, but he refused; and just as the waters curled over the ships side as she went down his last gun boomed over the sea and he sank with the more than two hundred others still on the ship, most of them to rise no more, and among whom were all the women and children. .
 There was something so romantic and heroic in the self sacrifice of one so young as Stewart Holland that his story caused sensation. He was Washing ton boy and had at one time been em- ployed in the navy yard here. The peo- pie of Washington felt proud of him, and in response to a general demand subscription was started to erect mon ument to his memory. A Autograph was published depicting him in the act of firing his last gun, copies of which picture are no doubt still in possession ofc @e@ o1 lo, oe ington. The monument enterprise failed because the design was too elaborate for the funds and interest Jagged from the long delay. In 1858 those having the matter in charge were still trying too keep up in- terest in it, and some hundreds of dol lars had been collected, but the bank in which the money had been deposited failed and this money was lost. A cir cular issued in 1858 states that one of the last official acts of President Pierce was to designate the open space on Pennsylvania avenue between, Thir- teenth and Fourteenth streets as suit able site for the proposed monument. It is greatly to be regretted that so deserving an enterprise should have D6ou 50 unsuccessful. w dSQ1QSCOn GUY is full of monuments to national char | acters, but in the whole District of Co., lumbia there is only one monument to a local hero, and that is the monument to | Greenup, the fireman, in Glenwood cemetery.
 It should be 8 cause of pride to the people of the District of Columbia that I one of their young men should have | shown such Spartan courage and should have died so nobly, when all the scenes he had been witnessing for five hours were enough to unnerve and frighten older men. And how sublime the thought that he knew the last gun he fired could bring no help for himself,
 but might bring it for othersi As 0 local | poet of the time said: a..
 "He died like man at the post of death and to save was his latest thought. '' | His father, Isaac Holland, was door
 keeper of one of the houses of congress, and doubtless there are gentlemen now
 in public life who remember the genial
 old man, whose last days were saddened | by the loss of his manly and handsome
 son.-Robert H. Hardness in Washing
 ton Star. sE#