Morgan Robertson,
Down to the Sea — The Torpedo
(1905)
“ But there was anxiety in the faces of those on the wrecked bridge; the human dread of death is keener to those who must watch and wait—who cannot move and work. Pale of face, with folded arms and tightly pressed lips, the officers looked at the crippled little craft with its handful of men dancing and shouting around the tube at the stern—doomed themselves, but bound to take with them to the bottom this strong and majestic battle-ship with her seven hundred souls. Only the executive officer was practical. "Did they torpedo the Shikoku?" he asked, calmly, of Ryerson. ”
