The Saint Paul globe., 1904-07-05

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This time the tackle ran smoothly, but
the hopes of escape of the passengers
on board were blasted. The moment it
touched the water, waves picked up
the small craft as if it had been a
feather and dashed it against the side
of the ship in spite of the frantic eff
forts of the passengers to fend it off,
The crash was heard on deck. Then
the sea swallowed more victims. and
pieces of wreekage- slowly drifted to-
wards the rock.
The upper deck of the Norge at the
time of the disaster to the second
boat was only few feet from the
water and it was apparent to every
one that only a few minutes more and
she would be plunged beneath the
waves. In the final crisis those who
We're able to remember clearly what
happened say that the sflrieks and sobs
died away and that the quiet was
broken only by the curses of some men
whose fear found vent in blasphemy.
Suddenly one man threw himself
overheard and another followed his ex-
ample. Still another jumped into the
water, and soon round the Ship hun
dreds OF persons We're struggling in
the sea, having preferred death in the
open than to being submerged with the
ship. Others determined to stand by
the ship, hoping against hope that she
would remain af1oat. Three boats. it
is known, successfully reached the
sea. The passengers franticalIy pulled
away from the doomed ship. passing bv
poor WretclIeT. Uho We're still afioat
and who vainly begged to be taken on
board, while from the ship came long,
despairing cries.
Plunges to Her Doom
The women in the boat which reach
ed Grimsby hid their eyes, but the
men who We're sitting facing the Norge
say they saw the captain still on the
bridge and the passengers on deck in
attitudes of resignation. While they
looked the Norge plunged, forward. her
stern shot up in the air and she dis
appeared The swimmers in the viefn-
Ity Of the ship were drawn into the
vortex, around which they swirled like
chips in the maelstrom. But twelve
minutes elapsed from the time the
ship struck until she sank A fine
Scotch mist which was falling at the
time shut out the other survivors from
the view of those who were brought
to Grimsby. The latter, as soon as
their boat was clear of the scene of the
wreck, devoted themselves to thoughts
or their own safety. A Jacket was
tied to an oar, which was in turn fas-
tened in the bow of the boat. and a
sailor, Dane, took charge of the boat.
Men and wemen were put to work
keeping the boat afloat as a hole had
peen stove in her bow when it was
lowered from the ship. An examina-
ton of the hold showed that it did
not contain a drop of water There
We're some biscuits, however, and these
were eaten by the shipwrecked people
during the twenty-four hours from the
time the ship struck at a. M. June
28, until they were picked up by the
Grimsby trawl Sylvia.
Happiness Changes to Horror
And we sat, horror stricken, in that
small beat, avoiding as much as pos
sibfe the heavy seas, because we were
afraid We would sinko said Lara
Christina Peterson, of Copenhag gen.
who is on her way to join her cousin.
John Schroeder,at at Chicago. I'VE were
on the deck dancing and singing to the
music of guitars and Syiofins the night
before on the promenade deck of the
Norge. We were SO happy then. But
in that small boat, no knowing what
would be our fate with The memorv
of the horrible scenes on the steamer.
We could do nothing more than pray
mlseraDiy Tor the sucesors and help
that came'
Il was on the bridge looking at the
men gathering in the seine, said Hem
ry Glover, second engineer of the Syl-
via. Is that a buoy out of placer /
asked the cook, who was with me on
deck.
You don't see any buoy, he an
swered.
L went below and got the glasses.
It's small beat i said, and they
have got a jacket flying at, the bow.
They've been shipwrecked.'
diately told us to go ahead and we
picked them mp. They were a. terrible
sight. Men and women insufficiently
clothed and so eraniped that they
could hardly come on board. We could
not start Immediately for we had our
nets out. but as soon as they were