The Loss of the S.S. Titanic: Its Story and Its Lessons (Google eBook)

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Houghton Mifflin, 1912 - History - 301 pages
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First published in 1912, just two short months after the sinking of the TITANIC, this hauntingly immediate account opens with Lawrence Beesley's story of arriving onshore and soon after walking through the doors of Messrs. Houghton and Mifflin to tell his tale. THE LOSS OF THE S.S. TITANIC represents Beesley's attempt not just to record the events of the sinking but to set the record straight. In so doing, he captures both the majesty and the tragedy of this legendary voyage -- the view from the lifeboat as well as that from the deck. Full of wonderful nautical detail and written with a hair-raising clarity, THE LOSS OF THE S.S. TITANIC is an altogether spellbinding tale of that fateful night -- one you won't soon forget.
  

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Review: The Loss of the SS Titanic: Its Story and Its Lessons (Titanic Landmark Series)

User Review  - Frances Levy - Goodreads

This is Lawrence Beesley's memoir of the voyage and the sinking. He was there. And the book is surprisingly well written. Because of the subject, it seems awkward to say I liked the book, but I did ... Read full review

Review: The Loss of the SS Titanic: Its Story and Its Lessons (Titanic Landmark Series)

User Review  - Diana H. - Goodreads

The author of this book did not spend time researching the sinking of the Titanic, he was actually a survivor. Written shortly after the event, the author presents a compelling story of the courage ... Read full review

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Page 103 - Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears ; soft stillness, and the night, Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold. There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubims ; Such harmony is in immortal souls ; But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.
Page 185 - The longer on this earth we live And weigh the various qualities of men, Seeing how most are fugitive, Or fitful gifts, at best, of now and then, Wind-wavered corpse-lights, daughters of the fen, The more we feel the high stern-featured beauty Of plain devotedness to duty, Steadfast and still, nor paid with mortal praise, But finding amplest recompense For life's ungarlanded expense In work done squarely and unwasted days.
Page 304 - Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep ! He hath awakened from the dream of life. Tis we who, lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable strife, And in mad trance strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings. We decay Like corpses in a charnel ; fear and grief Convulse us and consume us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay.
Page 102 - ... had awakened to flash messages across the black dome of the sky to each other."2 The communication that he imagined between stars was accomplished on a lesser scale between the ships at sea by wireless. On April 21, the New York Times commented on its magical power. Night and day all the year round the millions upon the earth and the thousands upon the sea now reach out...
Page 268 - If the lightships round the coast were fitted with submarine bells, it would be possible for ships fitted with receiving apparatus to navigate in fog with almost as great certainty as in clear weather.
Page 140 - Well, I shall never say again that 13 is an unlucky number. Boat 13 is the best friend we ever had." If there had been among us — and it is almost certain that there were, so fast does superstition cling — those who feared events connected with the number thirteen, I am certain they agreed with him, and never again will they attach any importance to such a foolish belief. Perhaps the belief itself...
Page 120 - No phenomenon," he continues, "like that pictured in some American and English papers occurred—that of the ship breaking in two, and the two ends being raised above the surface. When the noise was over, the Titanic was still upright like a column; we could see her now only as the stern and some 150 feet of her stood outlined against the star-specked sky, looming black in the darkness, and in this position she continued for some minutes—I think as much as five minutes— but it may have been less.
Page 117 - And then, as we gazed awe-struck, she tilted slowly up, revolving apparently about a centre of gravity just astern of amidships, until she attained a vertically upright position; and there she remained — motionless! As she swung up, her lights, which had shone without a flicker all night, went out suddenly, came on again for a single flash, then went out altogether.
Page 56 - ... an extra heave of the engines and a more than usually obvious dancing motion of the mattress on which I sat.
Page 83 - I mention this to 20 show that there was, at any rate, some arrangement — whether official or not — for separating the classes in embarking in boats; how far it was carried out, I do not know, but if the second-class ladies were not expected to enter a boat from the first-class deck, while steerage passengers were allowed access to the second-class deck, it would seem to press rather hardly on the second-class men, and this is rather supported by the low percentage saved.

About the author (1912)

Lawrence Beesley (1878-1967) retired from his position as a science teacher in England when, at age thirty-four, he boarded the S.S. Titanic to go for a holiday in the States. He had been recently widowed and left at home his young son. His account of the epic disaster is widely regarded as one of the fairest and most comprehensive of its kind. Beesley was later portrayed in the classic Titanic film A NIGHT TO REMEMBER.

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