The Seattle Star Newspaper, April 1, 1921, Page 1

ma 2K OTHER AND 2 DAUG On the Issue df Americanism Weather Tonight and Saturday, probably rain; south- westerly winds. Temperature Last 24 Hoars Maximum, 57. Minimum, 44. ‘Ween, 46. Entered as Second Class Matter May 3, 1899, tthe SEATTLE, ¥ fice at Beattie, <> » F (CENES AT PIER D. AS SURVIVORS disembarking out by his terri MOTHER SAVES HER LITTLE SONS; NO PANIC ON BOARD Mrs. F. A. Hawthorne, of Tulare, Cal., saved her two small sons, Felix, 7, and Frank, 4, from the disaster. They were rushed to the Frye hotel by the Pacific Steamship Co. Altho Mrs. Hawthorne was still very nervous, the two lads apparently little realized the death they had escaped and eagerly ate their breakfast in the hotel dining room, “It was all so nightmarish, but there was little confusion,” Mrs. Hawthorne said. “We had not gone to sleep yet, when the crash came. I couldn’t realize what it was for a moment. Then came some shouts. We got up and I threw the warmest things ARMSTRONG were produced from the clergyman'a|1 could around the boys and myself and went out. PENITENTIARY, Walla | hand valise and Schmitt ate two of | “Everyone was coming out of their staterooms. Ht 1.—Just as the first |them with evident relish lias little panic and practically no shrieking. The boys were morning mounted the sie het! vo anal tgp Al oo sleepy and drowsy and hardly realized thruout it all Nef the prison and burst | wan the prisoner's last breakfast. | Ji8t what was happening,” /dohn Schmitt, the mur-| «pepLING FINE,” “Gee, it was cold,” Felix said. ch cllcsaeith Fi TELLS DOCTOR tell the rest of the kids, won't I, mother?” ing of De tees sntoes an| 2etme Decker bad Frank, the youngest, eagerly watched communion Schmitt was empty-| had very little to say. “The excitement and the cold made the Interests Me,” He Says—Walks Briskly to Scaffold “Tl have some story to administered | is breakfast and ing his coffee cup when the official party arrived in the corridor outside, h c n H jood morning, Schmitt," said Dr.|all right,” Mrs. Hawthorne said with a nervous laugh, as was sprung at &10/F. H. Carver, Waitsburg physician,| she looked at them jn their hurried efforts to allay their mitt was pronounced |as cheerily as he could. “How are] hunger At 5:28 the body was) you , in a casket covered | ind borne from) y to on undertaker’s | “the wall. d man did not voor | boys hungry, * % “WHAT D’YE NEED?”—YELL AT DOCK; ANSWER: “SHOES” ble, port captain lowly was warped ling just fine, doctor, thank * Schmitt replied, with a smile. ‘The cell door was swung open and Schmitt unfalteringly stepped out into the corridor. “Walk beside me, Father,” he re- in his cell in the | quested of the priest. tf with only the Rev. ether Buckley. stepped into ls Father & Buckley, assistant pastor | close to the murderer's side, It wa 7 r je Wick’s church and chaplain) 5 o'clock. Schmitt walked rapidly inmates, to console! out of the cell house and out onto 5 the lawn, Father Buckley beside him. Aw his feet touched the grass, the mpenit his last hours ery L. ¥ of the Pacific Steamship Co., t Hartland | beside Pier D. | From the crowd that lined the rail of the freighter came a dozen re lies: “shoes.” j Buckley went 4 to the cell : eating a > i ents in flee: light supper early a8 " Most of the pagsengers found time to grab warm garmen * pier tafhed calmly | Bee cot ik enor one ihe terra party, | from their rooms, but, altho many of them undout muttered from ef re Rad of the hereafier. Atlto the wcaffold. fle ascended the |°OM feet at the time, tt was not anti} later. w ay reaches &r MS Ssuckley told the pria-| steps to the pisiform on & trot, faced |%,,the freishter safely that they ugh of their chilly pedals. MeNobl id. * + & SMASH SEALED UP BOW OF DAMAGED SHIP; SAVED HER liar feature of the crash was the freak way in which the stem Hartland was stov be glad to remain un-|about standing on the trap, clicked| “We'll care for them,” the if Schmitt wished him/nis heels together and gamely ‘as he would be unable to sleep. | smiled. way. Gelimitt asked his visitor to| “1 never saw a man with such fron * fim then, saying he thought| nerves,” said Dr. Carver. would go to bed. The father left,| The straps were adjusted about hia to return early for com | ankles, and his arms bound tightly to , Father Buckley did not! his sides, three men fastening him A pect eyes, but waited mae two doctors took their places | of the til office. When he went) underneath the scaffold. A bandage | jutting in ite norm i ae } ju o c p the cell at 4 o’cleck this| was put over Schmitt's eyes. As the| smashed in, am tho pushed he found that Schmitt had! warden wipped the black hood over | wag completely smashed in ‘to bed. | Schmitt's face he smiled for the lmst | re eo jtime, It was more than Father! nA Buckley could e He turned hi Sobenitt greeted him with a smile | race the ot . i if the priest had | about 10 feet below this h some giant hand. From here down the stem The parking: ut, but adern battleship. plate bearing them was crushed In about 1 flat was the mashed part of the bow, that It seemingly folded and overlapped and part rushed into No, 1 bold, along @ half dozen oranges | there. u 's first strict he bad asked for. The oranges There} At the fo’s'letop level, the stem was el, it was use the top of the stem was not crushed in, the prow had a peculiar held back the water that would otherwise have HTERS ARE DROWNED Ae There Can Be No Compromise ~TheSeattleStar Wash, under the Act o RIDAY, APRT. |. 1672 1, 85 to $9 TWO CENTS IN SEATTLE OF S.S. GOVERNOR ARRIVE PORE 8 IE BE CARRE vs = = we 8 AIS WE COND NErceRENEES ane Starboard side of the West Hartland, as the big freighter docked at Pier D. Survivors of the Governor struggled for-places at the railing so that théy could signal “All's well” to relatives on the BY PASSENGERS’ ODD BOILERS we | One of the few pees 5 on deck at the time of the j collision was Miss. Jessie Fox, a beautiful Seattle girl, who lescribed the ramming of the Governor in vivid terms. Mystery in Reason for Collision of T Vessels Off Port Townsend “Tt was a little after midnight,” she said. “I was out on in for the night. At 1:80 p. m. today the Pacifie Steamship Co. ported officially that all except 10 of the 2 | deck for a last breath of air before turnin, gers and crew of the cymes me? Governor, rammed. ; and sunk by the U. S. Shippi: oard freighter “J The light of Point Wilson, off our starboa bow, was plainly " discernible. aOR “The crash came une: tedly. 1 did not notice the ap- proach of the West Hartland. The jar of the vessel almost shook me from my feet. ; “Instantly, it seemed, the news flashed over the vessel. Most of the passengers were below decks, but in a few minutes they were pouring up out of hatchways and deck doors. Altho the utmost confusion prevailed for a few min- the officers of the ship soon restored order. The thing that caught my eye was the strange and fan- tastic garb that everyone wore. Most of the passengers had 4 a seized whatever ee bog handy and had rushed out on| Hartland off Point Wilson deck clot! in their nig! resses. ris in: resc “The searchlights from the other boats played over the ch ~ y Say 8; ‘oii ued. wreck, lighting up the wild disarray of the suddenly-wakened e missing are: persons. “Officers and crew acted coolly and quickly. doubtedly prevented a panic. “As the life boats swung over the sides, mothers, separ- ated from their children, waved bravely: On the after deck, aged woman bowed her gray hair in prayer.” This un-| Eileen and. Sadie. F. Sheek, of San Francisco. V. Brusema. Alfred Kaseau, of Los Angeles. J. Clany, of Los Angeles. bl Grant Christensen, second assistant- engineer. C. N. Aubutton, oiler. * * & AWED HUSH AS DISHEVELED SURVIVORS ARE BROUGHT IN| _ 4. Webster, waiter. ‘An awed hush hung over the anxious faces that lined the north side ot} Mrs. Washburn and-her two daughters are ‘be- Pt dD, the Weat Hartland sw lowly into her berth, The drizzle | ]j, ; EE Oe ar a et eats the cttra nad there sonno| Weves 10 have been still: aboard the Govaamor, waa They were thinking of the missing and their|the ship sank in 40 fathoms of water in the Strait of y' lucky escape. Sous aadrers were hoisted to the deck of the ship, and the disheveled eens pw Fe + Sanaa each one being counted by an officer with} TH ABL. WNED ered into taxicab: dh led off hotels. mer aena aa tavay Patten tON. Gineh Crock, the. Exeeh. CRA ‘tnat| IN BOAT-TO-BOAT TRANSFER 4 tng the entrance to Pig, am feu aner mtive sovewret. | ‘The three last named, members of the crew, were One aged woman, her bare fet, porlected from the cold planking preheny pap ren in the pebinaged rev to boat. of the only, by torn strips oi nen, was pulled out of the e ree others are merely reporte: as mis8 taxicab in which she had been lifted, indiy kissed by at least ‘ taxicab tr sce tumily, and then hurried back into the cab. (Some hope is expressed that they may have With the rest of the relatives clinging to the car, the taxicab rushed | dropped off at Victoria, B. C., by the West vi e lol doc! a pI v ‘ . . : 7 ry down the long dock and disappeared across Western ave. en route to this city, with the survivors. At Vi the vessel is known to have discharged 59 survi There was one sefious injury... Mrs. Susan Cane, 66, Los Angeles, was hurt in the crash of the two vessels, her arrival here she was rushed to the Seattle General pital. She muttered that she wished to find a family | Wilkinson. ' cheering of the survivors. survivors silently troeped do: a hand checkér. They we: COLORED COOK AT LEAST IS "HAPPY; PLENTY DISHWATER As the last survivor was carried off the West Hartland, the colored cook of the whip stuck his head out of the galley and grinned, “Oughter be enough water up in the bow to wash my dishes in, I guess,” be said, and ducked ya gulls ~ ' (Tura toPage 2, Column ~~ 1 } il ortly after midnight ‘} Mrs. W. W. Washburn and her two daughters,