Bisbee daily review., 1912-04-21
AND FICTION.

Those who have happened to res1 The White Ghost of Disaster" . story of the sea, in the May number just issued of the Popular, one of the
 many fiction magazines. must be startled by the coincidence of the cir cumstances with those that are known or may be imagined of the sinkins Of the Titanic last Monday morning
 The giant liner. ;he Admiral, with about the same number of passen. gers aboard as the Titanic carried, collided with an iceberg in very near ly the same latitude and longitude where the Titanic ended her maiden voyage.
 The second officer of the Admiral for hours had "smelled" ice and had warned the captain who hated him For minutes before the collision, the second officer on watch "smelled" the ice more plainly: ne shivered in the cold breath and heard strange sounGs in the haze Again he counselled eau ton. His advice provoked an Insult and the captain ordered the liner ahead at full speed. He was tired of loafng aroun~" The second off, cer turned away:
 Let him run his ship to hell and back" he said to himself.
 There was puff Of colder air than usual 4 chill as of death came float ing over the silent ocean. A man on lookout stood staring out into the mist ahead and then sang out
 Something right ahead. sir" n5 yelled in voice that carried like the roar of a gun.
 Captain Brownsop just seized the lever shutting the compartments, swung 1t, iammed it hard over anl screamed:
 Stop he--stop her-hard over your wheel-hard ovor''- His voice ended in a vibrating screech that sounded wild, wierd and uncanny h that awful silence. ! hundred men stopped m their stride or work, para lyzed at the tones coming from the bridge.
 Perhaps when We get the full story Of the survivors of the Titanic it will read like this from The White Ghost of Disaster"
 And, then came the impact
 With grinding, smashing roar as of thousands of tons coming together the huge liner plunged headlong iIr to the iceberg that rose grim and si. lent right ahead. towering over her ir spite Of her great height. The shock was terrific and the grinding, laundering crash of falling tons Of ice. coupled with the rending of steel plates and soId blanks, made a chaos of all sound.
 The Admiral bit in, dug. plowed kept on going, going and the whole forward part of her almost disaT peared in the wall of white. A thou eand tons of huge flakes slammed and slid down her decks burying her to the fore hatch in the smother A thousand tons more. crashed. slid and plunged down the slopes of the icy mountain hurled themselves into the sea with giant spl4shes, sending tor rents of water as high as the bridge rail. The men who had been fos. ward were swept away by the ayalan- che Many were never seen again. l And, then, with reversed engines sho finally came to a lead stop with her l.. n the ice wall of the berg
 After that 1t vas panic. All disci- | pline seemed 10 end in the shock i and struggle. Brovnson howled and l stormed from the bridge and Smith l enforce them. The chief mate came | on deck in his uuderclothes anI passed the word to man the boats. 4 I thousand passengers tanned the com | panionway and strove with panic and | iahuman fury to reach the deck.
 The Admiral running twenty-tvo | knots had struck straight into the ! wall of an iceberg that reached as far as the eye could see in the haze It lowered at least three hundred feet | into the air, showing that it's depth | was colossal, probable at least half mile. It was a giant ice mountain that had broken adrift from it's north ern home and drifting southward had survived the heat and the breaking of | the sea upon it's base.
 Smith had felt its dread presence felt it's proximity long before he hal | come to close quarters Tle chill in the air, rhe peculiar feeling Of d5.r ger the icv breath of deafh-aiI had II told him of danger that was near And yet, Bro9nson had scoffed at him, railed at his intuition and sense. ll Upon the captain the whole blame Of the disaster must fall if Smith told. -.---- -l- !