Henry Leverage, Weird Tales (1923)
“ Morning, red-hued, with greenish patches, revealed a harrowed ocean, waves of tidal height, and astern lay a battered hulk—a freighter, dismasted, smashed, going down slowly by the bow. "A Japanese tramp," said Ezra Morgan. "Some Marau or other, out of the Carolines bound for Yokohama." Richter, stupid from trade-gin was on the bridge with the Yankee skipper. "We can't help her," the engineer said heavily. "I think we got all we can do to save ourselves." ”
