Life seemed very bright in our light house beside the sea. One dark and
stormy night we heard the flapping of sails and saw the lights flashing
in the darkness. The ship was in distress. After a hard struggle she
reached the harbor and was leaking so badly she sank. My husband in his
efforts to assist them lost his life. He was drowned with a companion,
the first mate of the schooner "Thomas Howland." The bodies were never
recovered, and only those who have passed through the same know what a
sorrow it is to lose your loved one by drowning and not be able to
recover the remains. It is a sorrow that never ends through life.