April 2, 1912
Tuesday
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We were at the Cherbourg ticket booth, trying to secure a second class ticket for a trip to New York on the Titanic. We have been saving up €24 needed for this long trip to America. My husband, Samuel has a brother there, he is willing to take us inhttps://tinyurl.com/y4qwcmvh! When the ticketmaster finally gave us our tickets, they say P/PP 3381 on them in big skinny letters. We leave the office glad we could make it. We feel no need to pack much more than the smallest preserves because the Titanic’s second class cabins are just about as good as any first class on other ships. No life preservers will be needed because the Titanic is unsinkable! The mere excitement of being on a luxury cruise ship on its maiden journey chills my bones and pumps my adrenaline. We enjoy our luxurious lives counting down the seconds until we board the Titanic.
Signing off,
Hannah Abelson
April 11, 1912
Thursday
We have boarded the Titanic! Our luxurious second class cabin has a bunk-bed, a sink, and a spacious living quarters. Though there are no bathrooms available to ourselves, we have chamber pots to use in our rooms and the Titanic’s poop-deck has board games like the fad shuffleboard. We are seperated from the nasty third class passengers by a steel gate, thank the gods! The space in here is crowded though. The ship manifest says there are 1,317 passengers and 905 crew! It feels like a million! Our dining room has white tablecloths and some of the finest dishes in the UK! Tapioca, boiled potatoes and rice melt and combine perfectly on my tongue, spring lamb, roast turkey, and even the occasional American ice-cream finish the dish leaving the best tasteof roast turkey and a fluffy cloud of vanilla!
Signing off,
Hannah Abelson
April 16, 1912
Tuesday
I swear on my heart that I will no longer take a single voyage through sea in the remaining time of my life! So, here’s what happened: I wake up, and I can feel the boat rocking a little more than is normal, and I sense and hear shipmated causing a commotion! I hear, “Get out! ----- Help ----- The tele ----- we’re doom----- send ----- flares!” I can’t make out full sentences, so I wake up my husband, Samuel, and take off at a run with him for the poop deck. There, Captain Smith is loading lifeboats, but for some reason filling them up to less than half of their capacity! We get to the lifeboats just as they leave and see that an iceberg has ruptured a giant crack in the hull of the Titanic! We float aboard the lifeboats until the Carpathia saves us!
Signing off,
Hannah Abelson
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