The Calumet news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 1907-1938, 1914-05-22
GIVES GRAPHIC NARRATIVE
OF BLOWING UP OF SHIP

the bow ana it could not be long ill
she was engulfed.
Il Skinned down from the tower and
I at once threw myself into the water.
A strong wave lifted me and cur
rent spun me around as in a mael-
strom and threw me far out from the
ship. where | was still whirled round
and al the same time sucked down.
dreadful noise 81 water and COM
plete darkness overwhelmed me. /
felt that was going straight To death.
made the sign OF the cross and be-
gan 20 pray. remembered all my fam
seemed that my last moment had come,
for respiration was getting impossible.
ana by painting for breath ] was swal-
lowing water and began To- choke.
"InstinctVely ! started moving my
hands and legs. and then 10 my sur
prise felt myself rising toward the
surface and the sense Of things around
me seemed li.hter. l gathered hope
and energy. Another sharp struggle
and was on the surface Of fairly
calm sea. caught hold OF piece Of
floating wood and noticed that l was
at some distance from the Petropay-
lovsk. which continued TO settle down.
Her stern was now standing up nearly
vertical and her propellers were sim
revolving i'm the air.
Maintained Strength Till Saved.
THAT moment stamped itself deep
in my memory. saw the hoatiag
roof Of the hattlcship's cutter drifting
near me. let go my plank and seiz-
ed the handrail of the roof. Next /
saw swimming past me a midshipman
by name Schlippe. | called 10 him but
he did not answer Later ! learned
that both his eardrums had been burst
by the explosion. Then i'm the dis
lance saw big rowboat | shouted.
but no one heard me. ! still had the
hope OF being saved and did not feel
my strength abating.
At last ! was seen and a boat from
the torpedo boat Gaydamak came up
Ia me- Two sailors had difficulty in
lifting me out OF the water, for my
heavy overcoat was sodden with the
sea. From the boat | was taken 10 the
deck OF the torpedo boat Bezshumnv
There in the cabin my body was run
bed with. vodka. was given warm
clothing and cognac. and at once they
Informed my brother Boris. who from
the Golden Hill had seen the entire
catastrophe. Later he himself arrived
and took me from the torpedo boat
60 his personal railway train.
The news of the perishing of Ad-
miral Makaron and his officers and
men and the loss Of the ship weighed
on me as something irreparable. And
the death Of my best friend. Lieut.
Won Kuhe added Ia this. made all
these disasters fan on me like blows
that viii never be effaced from my
memory"
Orderly Breaks News Of Disaster.
His brother, Grand Duke Boris, con-
tributes his personal narrative Of the
disaster as he felt it as an onlooker
ashore His orderly awakened him
about dawn to tell him Of the cannon
ade In which the Bayan was engaged
lie and other officers rode up 10 the
top Of the Golden Hill. and turned
their glasses across the harbor. They
had scarcely fixed their attention on
the ships when they saw the Petropav.
l"vsks disaster and how she was
plainly laundering.
Distracted at the sight and at what
be felt was the sure death OF his
brother, Boris writes that he FASTENED
back 10 his train and knelt in front
OF the ikon that had been given him
10y his younger brother Andre.
II prayed feryently," he proceeds.
on. God, work miracle and save
nay brother. Then a ray of hope
chccred me. And in almost the next
minute ] saw a midshipman driving up
10 frantic speed to my train. felt
that be- was the bearer of good news
even before he said. Your nrotnr- -
saved hurried at once 10 Cyrirs side
and found him greatly shaken Hc
kept saving 10 himself, Poor Kuhc,
Poor Kuhc,'"