New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1907-02-14

with the dead and with those few who had es-
capped with their lives.
The Keutucky's smoke was stin visible across
the Sound, however, when a little fishing
schooner came hurryng in before the wind with
her flag at halfmast. A moment later a second
fisherman was seen heading inshOre also flying
the signal Of death from her masthead. a third
schooner and then a fourth sailed in each with
a halfmasted flag When the vessels reached
shore Hfesavers and natives We're waiting, tired
as they were. to care for the dead as they had
cared for t'a livr.g. and 10 prepare for shipping
to Providence -ue additional victims Of the dis
aster.
So soon as the fishermen were within hailing
distance the captains shouted their news ashore.
The had given up at least part Of its dead,
and the seamen had found twenty-five bodies,
two of them those of women. The little life
saving stations were once more turned into
morgues. AS yesterday, the surfboats were run
out and the dead were placed on the floor, side
by eide. to await the arrival of another steamer
to carry them 10 Providence.
LIFE PREsERvERs ON BODIES.
The bodies brought in this afternoon We're,
with one exception. fully clothed and in addition
had life preservers strapped 10 them. This fact
leads to the belief that the victims, unlike the
others who drifted ashore had remained on
board the ill-fated steamer long enough to fasten
lifebelts about them. 1t Is probahle that IN
doing so they died by drowning. and thereby
escaped a slow and painful death by freezing
The day on the island trying one for
all who assisted in caring for the survivors and
Transporting the dead Nearly all those who
escaued dea tn were in q critical condition. A
night broken by intense suffering from frozen
limbs and made terrible by the recollection Of
the wholesale deaths they had witnessed and
had escaped by the narrowest Of margins
brought little no peaceful sleep 10 these SUI
yivors
Lying in the little government lifesaving sta
ton, more than one man shuddered and moved
his cot, as II to draw away from the horror
which his mind pictured, only to fall back help
less weak and faint with pain. Even the big
nfesavers, not unused to disasters were moved
to tears by the sights ever before their eyes.
CREW BEHAVED WE'LL
The story Of the horror is relieved by touches
Of heroism and sacrifice on the part Of the
crew and some Of the passengers. Nearly all
the surviving passengers agree that the crew
and officers behaved well. With the first shock
and the thrush Of water and escape OF steam
from the broken main steam pipe Captain Nc
Way realized the scope of the accident. The
crew was called TO quarters. each man springing
to his station the call TO desert the ship
given. Pancstrcken passengers, aroused from
sound sleep, rushed wildly on deck and mobbed
the boats and RATS, men and women fighting
each other forgetfuI of all but the primal in
stinct to save ones self. The crew fought of
the mob resolutely, though hard pressed. and
provided for the women and children first Some
Of the male passengers recovered from the first
fright and assisted in the work.
Many never reached the deck. They were SUI
located below in their quarters by the steam, or
drowned Ike rats in a trap beneath the deck
Within minutes the boats away from
the ships side just a she settled low in the
water, with the waves dashing over her and
flooding every available foothold. Cold and high
seas completed the work Of destruction and the
little band OF people who got away from the
Larchmont was decimated. and in the helpless
drift in the bitter cold II became the old story
of the survival Of the fttest."
ONE SURVIVOR OF TEN.
Oliver Janvier, twenty-one years old, Of No
nally he dropped into the water In the bottom
OF the boat and lost consciousness. When he
awoke he was at Block Island. Rlezukiewitz is
now partly insane
Oscar A. Young, the purser of the Larchmont
was loud in his praise of the crew of the steamer
A story OF father and son sitting side by side
in the lifeboat one Of them surviving and the
other pershing, told by James Flood forty
five years old, of New York. Flood entered
lifeboat, and at his side sat his son Nathan
twenty-four years old. The father picked UP an
oar and rowed throughout the night, occasionally
stopping 10 beg his boy to move his limbs and
stave off death. Nathan, however, seemed TO be
In a stupor, and while the father rowed the
son, frozen TO his seat, died.