pillow-case filled with ship-bread, and securely tied at the top. On his expressing surprise at the last piece of thoughtfulness, she said that she had been shipwrecked once before, and that a whole boat's crew had subsisted for several days upon a similar supply, which no one else had happened to remember.
“She was the very coolest person,” he said, “with whom I ever made a voyage.”
It is pleasant to see that the reports of passengers on the ill fated Oregon
agree in the statement that the women on board behaved well.
“An elderly gentleman,” after describing the passengers as rushing on deck half clothed and half awaked, says that “the ladies behaved splendidly, considering the circumstances.”
Mr. M. J. Emerson
says that “most of the men were very much excited; the ladies, however, were very cool and self-possessed.”
“spoke of the coolness of the ladies, saying that it was very noticeable.”
“Whatever you say about it,” said Mr. S. Newton Beach
, a London merchant, “say this: that the coolest persons on board were the ladies, as they always are when the case is not one of a mouse, but one of real danger.”
What is the secret of this curious variableness of emotion, this undisguised terror of the little, this courage before that which is great?
It may be said that women are cool in shipwreck because they are