April 15 1912 2:01 am

Helen followed Astor back up in time to see life boat 4 head into the surrounding darkness. Men were putting Deck chairs end to end,creating a bridge to alllow the women into the collapsable D, the next lifeboat to be launched. Lightoller and other crewmen formed a ring around it, keeping the paniced men out.
"Women and children." Lightoller called, pushing aside a young
man. A nerby woman took the youths hand and cried.

"Please. He ismy son, he s only 10... he looks older but he is big for his age." Lightoller nodded and let the boy go.

"Might I borrow this?" Astor pulled a hat from a nearby womans head and put it on a small boy nearby. Helen wrapped her own shawl around another. Lightoller shot a warning shot into the air as a group of men surged forward. They cleared a path as a man came forward,escorting a woman and three small children.
"My wife and children, please let us pass. " He gave the woman a watery smile as she was loaded into a life boat. "No tears my love. Youll frighten the children. Into the boat now son, thats a good lad. I love you too... Be a good boy or you shall catch it when I get back.. hold your sisters hand, no shes too smalll. Be
good for mommy. No, theres no room in the boat for me. Theyll have another boat soon." He smiled as bravely as he could and kissedhis wife. She gave him a teary smile in return.
"No tears dear." She whispered back. "Youll frighten the children."
"Be brittinsh, Men. Be brittish!" Captain Smith strolled along the deck, calling as he went. He lead a young woman in rags forward.

"Come now, Miss, into the boat with you. Atta girl... Dr. Magnus, youre next. Come on now."

Helen shook her head. "I can still be of use here."

"Nonsense. youre more use to us on the boat Come along now... Dr. Magnus!"
Helen wasnt listening. She turned around and headed off in the oposite direction, squirming through the terrified rowds. She wasnt sure where she was headed or why, but she knew there was more to do . Her lifes work had been helping other, as was her fathers before her. She couldnt stop now.

"A Signal Sir. From the Carpethia." Helen recognised the voice of Harold Bride, the second Marconi officer and doubled back.

"How far is she?" Smith asked.

"About 58 miles can be here in 3 hours."

"We dont have three hours." the captain blanched.

"Shes the only ship responding, sir." Bride replied almost apologeticallly. "We'll keep trying."

"We certainly will." Captain Smith nodded solemnly. "Godspeed, Mr Bride."

Helen looked out to the rappidly disapearing bow. as a pair of men climbed over the railings. They looked ready to jump. She headed toward them and recognized them quickly. Jack Thayer and Milton Long, the young men from dinner.

"No, wait!" Helen called, trying to catch them. She doubted they could hear her as Milton jumped, followed seconds later by Jack.
Helen reached the saftey line as a sudden lurch tiped the boat forward. Helen was crushed against the side as a dozen or so
people lost their balance. There was a rush and confusion all around as the crowd moved on. Helen caught sight of the one person
who had kept his balance. Joughlin was heading for the stern . He smiled at Helen and helped her to her feet.

"There goes the forcstle." He sighed and looked back at the completely submerged bow. "Lets get you back to the boat deck.
Collapsable B is about to be launched."
Joulin pulled a semidazed Helen, who was vaugly aware of the
screams coming from all sides and- though it struck her as odd-,
music was playing.