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took O'Hagan's responsibilities with out a murmur and died as O'Hagan would like to have died" As it was, O'Hagan was the first man by Pater- sons express order to he lowered into the rescue boats. He died the day be- fore the BostOnian reached port. The British King was only freghter. There were no passengers aboard, but Paterson saw his light clear and acted r. accordance with 1t.
 E-en more dramatic was the death of Captain Deloncle of the i'll fated French liner La BOurgogne, rammed and sunk by the Cromartyshire, a sail. ing vessel, on the banks in the sum- mer of 1898. La Bourgogne was a gllded ship, and her commander was the pride of the line. He was a poet, Influenced in style by Edgar Allan Poe and by Baudelare, not only in style of verse, but in demeanor, the last no doubt inherent His conversa. ton was brilliant, but fantastic. As a raconteur his trend was morbid, melancholic, his humor saternine-in other words, no ordinary man and good sailor. On the evening of the disaster the liner ran into a dense fog. Deloncle was on the bridge. consider ing abstractedly no doubt new poetic themes while watching, waiting, guld- Ing his immense vessel with her thou sand odd passengers through the pail.
 Suddenly out of the darkness, with out sound, rushed a tall bark, which dealt her deathnlow, and then stole away In the darkness toward a Cana dian port, into which she era wled, like the murderer she was, some days lat CT La Bourgogne was sinking. The crew had gone mad and, assisted by the crazed coal passers and fremen thronging up from below, were stab ping and beating the passengers-men and women who ran about as sense less cattle run. Deloncle saw all this from the bridge, but he was powerless to do anything. Some of his officers had fought to suppress the panic at the cost no doubt of their lives; oth- CTS were at the boats. Lower and low CI WClI La IDOul SOSnC. lLCl Ndplulh seems now to have abandoned him. self to a mood Of strange eXaltation In the presence of death, for he seized the whistle rope. and while steam last ed his wild, wailing, roaring salute to death rocked over the heads of those who were drowning below him. And with this last salute Deloncle bade farewell to the face of the sea.
 Captain Griffith of the Atlantic Transport line steamship Mohegan ran his vessel on the rocks near the Nee dies, in the English channel, in Octo- Der, 1898, under conditions which, had he lived, would have justified capital punishment It was not darker than twilight, landfalls were unshrouded, and yet the Mohegan, miles out of her course went on the rocks and sank with most of her passengers. Griffith directed his crew from the bridge. with out avail, however, as the work of lowering the boats was bungled atro- ciously The last seen of him he was still on the bridge, shaking his fist and IuC WdIClS lhCy EO0S N'NA the deck or the foundering crew or both.
 Admiral Tryon, standing on the aft erdecK of the British battleship Cam perdown, had nosthought other than dy- ing with his great flagship as she sank in the Mediterranean off TripOli after collision with the battleship Victoria. Tryon had given the signal calling for a maneuver within dangerous distance, and its disastrous ending placed him in such position that no doubt he deemed death a far simpler solution to the problems that must have flashed through his mind.
 Inspired by the ethics of his profes- sion and by the dignity of his office, Captain Tunis Augustus Craven of the monitor eTecumseh died in way that will live as long as the history of this country lives. His monitor was one of the vessels attached to Admiral Far raguts squadron, then collected for the attack on Mobile. On the morning of Aug. 5, 1864, the Teeumseh, in the post of honor at the head of the at tacking squadron, engaged the de lenses of the city. The orders to fleet captains were that in order to avoid torpedoes at the entrance to the bay