Roy Norton, Drowned Gold — Chapter 25 (1919)
“ The first view that we aboard the Nelson had was of nothing more than a short staff with an object lashed to it. It proved to be Cochrane's jumper, flying as a flag of distress from the deck of the barge, which, stripped clean by the tempest, was floating soddenly in the water, as if on the point of foundering. Her cranes were entirely gone, and of all the steel cylinders, on which we had depended to give buoyancy to the Esperanza, but two were left, the ones that had been chained amidships to eye-bolts through the main-deck beams. ”
