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The Wreck of the Titan, Chap III (Morgan Robertson)

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First published at 20:44 UTC on December 22nd, 2023.

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Futility is a short novel written by Morgan Robertson in 1898. It was renamed The Wreck of the Titan in 1912.

#titanic #iceberg #catastrophe

"[...] "H—l and d—" growled the first officer. Steady on your course, quartermaster,"…

Futility is a short novel written by Morgan Robertson in 1898. It was renamed The Wreck of the Titan in 1912.

#titanic #iceberg #catastrophe

"[...] "H—l and d—" growled the first officer. Steady on your course, quartermaster," he shouted. "Stand from under on deck." He turned a lever which closed compartments, pushed a button marked — "Captain's Room," and crouched down, awaiting the crash.

There was hardly a crash. A slight jar shook the forward end of the Titan and sliding down her foretopmast-stay and rattling on deck came a shower of small spars, sails, blocks, and wire rope. Then, in the darkness to starboard and port, two darker shapes shot by — the two halves of the ship she had cut through; and from one of these shapes, where still burned a binnacle light, was heard, high above the confused murmur of shouts and shrieks, a sailorly voice:

"May the curse of God light on you and your cheese-knife, you brass-bound murderers." [...]"

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