Clipped from US, Massachusetts, Boston, Boston Sunday Post, April 21, 1912

orders as well as give them.Officers Showed Alarmmlhem;For the second time I was on the( promenade deck. There was real alarm Jar shown on the faces of the officers now, | P1FisieNeneiethisKi11iga:e:ctnand the boats were being filled hurriedly. Again I saw a boat lowered away, and once again I turned back, not wishing to leave Jack. I could not find him j w this time. I ran through the cabin, with j my heart full of fear, not with the fear of death, but with the fear of leaving 11 my husband, filled with the agony which the separation brought. Finally I en- j countered him at one side standing with y( an officer. When he saw me he said, “This will never do, you must get into a boat. He took me on the starboard side, and put me in boat No. 1G.I thought my heart would break, at the thought of leaving him. He told me that T was only endangering his chances by staying, for he could get along himself in the water with a life belt, but he could not hold me up with him. He told me that he wpuld cling on to one j u of the boats and be picked up. I would! c never have left him, even then, but he|!H whispered to me. “Rememuer the children. ”The last I saw' of my husband he was standing beside Colonel Astor. He had a cigarette In his mouth. As I watched him, he lighted a match and held it In his cupped hands before his face. By its light I could see his eyes, roam anxiously out over the water. Then he dropped his head toward his hands and lighted bis cigarette. T saw* Colonel Astor turn toward Jacques and a second later Jacques handed the colonel his cigarette box. The colonel screened Jacques' hands with his own, and their faces stood out together as the match flared at the cigarette tip. I know' those hands never trembled.This was not an act of bravado. Both o| men must have realized that they mustil ID a V a i H a If 1—liadt\i£1111