Victoria was cold, anxious and tired, but she could not sleep. No one could. They did not know how long they would be in this lifeboat before they would be rescued. Victoria could hear the screams from a few hours before and saw people jumping ship when she closed her eyes. Winifred was resting her head on her husband's s shoulder thankful that he was there. Madeline's face was white and she held Victoria's hand tightly, afraid that she may never be rescued. Ruth and Clara looked terrified as they thought of their loved ones no longer with them.
"Look I see a boat ,Holy Mary, Mother of God, saints be praised!", exclaimed Molly Brown making the sign of the cross, who had been clutching her rosary tightly and had been praying it ever since she had earlier said "God Almighty" when she saw the ship sinking.
"A boat, thank God! It must be here to rescue us!", exclaimed Victoria.
"I hope John is alive. I hope everyone's spouse is alive", said Madeline.
"Oh I hope Rose made it into a lifeboat!"
"So do I Ruth. I'll pray for her and all of your families."
"Thank You Molly", replied Ruth, who under normal circumstances would not have appreciated prayers from a new moneyed, Irish-American Catholic! She was a proud old money, Pilgrim descended Protestant.
Everyone prayed silently and was thankful for Molly's prayers.
Once they had climbed aboard the Carpathia , the rescue ship, the search for loved ones began. With every boat that docked, the survivors from the boat looked for their loved ones with frantic worry. Once all boats had come to the ship neither J.J Astor, William Wentworth or Edward Wolcott were anywhere to be found.