There was a swift flood tide, too; and the men, both watches, were taking in sail as fast as they could.
"Now the fault was the steamboat captain's.

He miscalculated our speed and tried to cross our bow.

Then came the collision, and the _Dixie's_ bow cut through that steamboat, cabin and hull.

There were hundreds of passengers, men, women, and children.

Father never took his hands from his pockets.