The Kenna record. (Kenna, Roosevelt County, N.M.) 190?-1924, 1914-06-05


goodnight hymn God Be With You
Tell We Meet Again." played by the
Salvation Army band on board.
Last Call for Aid.
That last IS. o. g." wireless cry for
aid from the crippled and sinking
liner was a trumpet call to those
ashore. It was heard by ]. McWill-
Jams. the wireless operator at Father
Point, who repeated 1t along the coast
to point after point after he had tried
in vain to get another message from
the Empress.
When he failed he knew that the
wireless was wrecked and the ship
probably sinking
He repeated his fears to other WIRE
less stations and urged the need Of
haste to save the passengers and crew
of the vessel
On board the steamers Lady Evelyn
and Eureka that cry for aid was heard,
and getting the position of the EN-
press of Ireland from Operator Will
Jams, they put on extra stokers, called
their full crews to quarters and began
race to save life.
That this race ended just too late
to save the majority of those on the
hapless liner is no fault Of the off,
GERS and crews of these two rescuing
vessels.
Relief vessels and trains equipped
with doctors and nurses and every
medical and surgical supply were
rushed to Rimouski to care for the sur
vivors.
Survivors Tell Of Fog.
1t was foggy, according to survivors,
when the Empress Of Ireland, steel
hulled, steel-bulkheaded ship Of more
than eight thousand tons left Quebec
at 4:S0 Thursday afternoon in COM
mand of II. G. Kendall of the Royal
Naval Reserve, one of the most skilled
of transatlantic navigators.
Forest fires also obscured the at
mosphere and the big ship, in charge
Of a pilot, proceeded slowly on her
way to sea- At midnight the pilot left
near Father Point. shouting merry
bon voyage" as he went down lad
der to his waiting boat.
The darkness at this time was in
tense and the ship under the slowest
speed possible with steerageway held
her course. Her decks were deserted.
The passengers had all sought their
be-ths with no thought of impending
death.
Out of the darkness, on the port
side, soon after $3.50 in the morning,
there doomed the little Norwegian col
lier, not half the size of the Empress,
but fated to be her destroyer
Not until the collier was almost
abeam of the big liner was the danger
known on either ship. The fog had
blotted out the "steaming" lights as
well as the port and starboard lights
of both ships.
Quick orders trumpeted on both
vessels were heard. But they came
all too late.
The steeLpointed prov OF the Stors-
tad struck the liner amidships and
then forged aft. ripping and tearing
its way through the Empress of Ire
land.
Clear to the stern of the Empress of
Ireland was this great steel shaving
cut from her side, from the top of the
hull to far below the water line. Into
that rent the water poured with the
| force of Niagara.
| The bow of the Storstad smashed
its way through berths on that side
of the ship, killing passengers sleep
ing In their berths and grinding bodies
to pieces.
Reaching the stern of the big liner,
the Storstad staggered of in the dark
ness, her bow crumpled by the impact.
Her commander was ready few min
utes later, when he found his ship
would float, to aid the crippled and
Sinking Empress, but he was too late
to save the majority of those on
board.
The Empress of Ireland recoiled al
most on her starboard beam ends from
the blow of the collier and passengers
we're flung from their berths against
the walls of their staterooms.
Many were stunned and before they
had time to recover were carried to
the bottom with the ship.
The vast torrents pouring into the
great cash on the port side, aft, filled
the corridors and flooded every state
room abaft the midship section inside
OF four minutes.
There was never a chance for the
helpless ones In the after cabins and