Maritime History of the Great Lakes

Telescope, v. 8, n. 2 (February 1959), p. 5

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5 method, he knew that slowly but surely, he would find his prize. Reverberations concerning the use of this bar, were to cast an echo fifty seven years later. The time spent by Harrington on deck of the ATLANTIC, during his first dive to her, was one minute. In all, four dives were made to the wreck that day. The first one lasted as stated above, one minute, the second three minutes, the third four, and the last dive of the day, Harrington remained on the wreck for seven minutes, which made a grand total of fifteen minutes. His constant companion throughout the whole venture was danger. Danger of the dreaded bends, the fear of the present day diver, as it was the diver of yester-year. Though not as much was known about the bends a hundred years ago, as there is today, that alone, is enough to make Harrington's exploit a marine salvage marvel. The four descents by the treasure seeker had supplied the expedition with the basic facts, needed by them to lay their complete plans as to any other gear needed to carry out their operations. It was reported by Harrington, f,that the ATLANTIC was resting en the bottom at about a ten degree angle to the port side, three to four inches of slime and mud covered her deck." He also stated that there was no current encountered down there. The four salvagers, well satisfied with their first days progress,haul -ed up their anchor and headed into port, to rest and gird themselves for the next day!s assault into the lair of Davy Jones. Friday, June 20th. 1856 Daybreak found the salvage craft with its eager crew aboard, hovering over the sunken treasure ship. Again the weather was ideal for diving operations. Hot, clear, and the surface of the lake as calm as a mill pond. The sun had just cleared the horizon, when Harrington went over the side for his first descent of the day. Ha prowled the promenade deck for four minutes before signaling to be hauled up. After a short rest, he made ready and down again he went. This time he withstood the terrific pressure for seven minutes, all the while, smashing at the bulkheads of the cabins on the promenade deck, with his iron bar. Brought to the surface, he took another short rest period, and back he went to the task of locating the purser's room. This time he was only able to stay dom three minutes, slowly stalking along the slightly tilted deck, and lashing out with his iron bar. It was mid-afternoon now, and Harrington prepared for the final dive of the day. He was down for six minutes on this descent, and it was on this dive that he located the purser*s cabin. At lust he stood within a few feet of the strong box, that had defied six previous salvage attempts. It was now almost within the grasp of the treasure hunters. Several more dives were to be made by the daring Harrington, before the. box containing the treasure would see the light of day again. He had already made eight dives in two days, to the great depth of one hundred and eighty one feet; proof of his iron stamina, and stubborn determination to wrest the valuables from the grip of Davy Jones. It was with light heart and great expectations for the morrow, that the men weighed anchor and went back to their base of operations, with knowledge that the end of their project was almost in sight. Saturday, June 21st. 1856 The elements were again favorable to Elliot P. Harrington and his partners, as they once again headed for the grave of the ATLANTIC to resume their assault on the wreck. Anchored securely over her, the master of submariners began his third day of work on the water filled hulk. Knowing the dimensions of the strong box, from the information that the purser had given him, Harrington knew that it would never fit through the shattered window of the cabin, even if he were able to crawl in there and drag it over to the opening. He did the next best thing in view of the situation. With his iron bar, he began prying and hammering on the window frame, with the intentions in mind, of tearing out the bulkhead from the window ledge down Cont'd, on P. 1*+.

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