Soon after Paul left the Queen, the gale that almost cost him his life, broke down on that gallant vessel.

The captain put her nose in it and headed her off for sea.

All night she ploughed against it while the huge seas burst over her and whitened her smoke stacks with salt to the very top.

Not a soul on board believed that Paul would last in the gale half an hour after she broke out, and the captain blamed himself keenly for letting him go.

The steamer did not succeed is reaching Queenstown harbor until noon next day.