Coeur d'Alene evening press. (Coeur d'Alene, Idaho) 1907-1929, 1908-02-18
STORY OF SUFFERING
shlpwrecked Survivors Drift zoo
Miles,


SEATTLE, Wash Feb. ~. A
special to the Post-Intelligencer from
Neah bay says:
At about IL o'clock last night the
crew OF the little six-ton sloop Tex
la, lying at anchor here, we're start
led by feeble hail from a steel
lifeboat drawing up slowly in the
light breeze. In the boat we're the
forms of four men, three living and
one dead, survivors of the American
ship Emily Reed, wrecked on the
mouth of the Nehalem river, on the
coast of Oregon, 200 miles from
Neah bay The men in the boat
were:
First Mate Fred lube.
Seaman Ewald Abildstedt.
Seaman Arthur X. Jahnke.
Ships cook name unknown.
The dead man was the ships cook.
Suffering Was Terrible.
The three living survivors were in
/ a pitifu1 condition. Their tongues
were swollen from thirst, so that at
first they could scarcely articulate.
All three men were in terrible con-
dition from hunger and thirst, for
they had had no food since last
Thursday night, nor any water since
they left the wreck of the Reed at
1880 Friday morning. Mr.. lube
said:
Almost the instant that the Reed
struck the beach she began to break
up. In twinkling one of the life
boats was smashed by big wave
and the decks were so deep in the
boiling water that there was no
chance to get aft, where Captain
Kersell and his wife, with some of
the other members of the crew, were
standing. We jumped into the re-
naming lifeboat and cut the LASH
ings. Before we had completed the
job big sea broke over the wreck
and carried us clear of the decks.
"A strong current swept us to-
ward the stern of the wreck, where
we could see Captain Kersell and the
rest of the ships company clinging
to the roof of the afterhouse. We
yelled to them to throw us a line,
as we went under the stern and some
one threw one. but 1t fell short of
our boat.
Arm Broken in Wreck.
My arm had been broken when
the wrecking from the galley
dropped onto us and there was only
one good oar, as the other had been
broken and the spare oars washed
away, We did our best to get back
to the wreck, but the set of the un-
dertow carried us away.
I'VE tried to head for the Tilla-
nook light, but we had no compass
to steer by. When leaving found
we were standing far out to sea.
thought it best to keep the boat well
out, hoping to fall into the path of
steamships. With this hope / set
the course northward along the
coast. The second night out we saw
lights, but 1t was too dark to VEN
ture In. There was neither food nor
water, and we suffered terribly from
thirst during Saturday The cook
said he could stand 1t no longer; he
took drink of seawater. He soon
became delirious.
Saw Their Hopes Vanish.
About O'Clock Sunday morning
we saw big steamer. She stopped
near us, and we all believed we
would be saved. But the vessel got
under way again and left us. The
cook gave up the fight then. He lay
down In the water, and in a few min
utes he was dead.
About Z o'clock Sunday morning
We made out Tattoosh island. We
were all too tired to manage the
boat well, but along toward Sunday
afternoon l got her head toward
Neah bay.
Sunday seemed the worst day we
were out. We kept seeing all sorts
of vessels passing back and forth,
but none of them would answer our
halls. We were generally too far