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1972 MAY JUNE, Page 66 The only photo we know to exist of the barge ST. CLAIR is this one which only shows her stern behind the steamer PICKUP, above. If any reader has a photo of the ST. CLAIR we would like to hear of it, and perhaps publish it. Dossin Museum Collections We shipped many of them and our boat filled with water five or six times but she was a self-bailer and emptied herself each time. She be- haved very well while running with the seas. One big sez caught us and put out our light and Captain Plough couldn't see to read the compass. He called for matches, and one man had a few in a watertight container. After some trouble we got the lantern lighted again. To get off course was to court disaster. To get too far off to the port would get us into the trough of the mountainous seas and no doubts capsize the boat, and to veer too far to the starboard would bring us too close to the rocky shore. The wind kept blowing with unabat; ed fury and it seemed like all the demons of hell had been let loose. All of us were drenched many times as the seas and spray continued to sweep over the boat. We were all near exhaustion and suffering from the cold. It seemed that the night would never end. Keeping the light going so the Captain could read the compass also became quite a chore. Two or three of the men were given a chance to hold the lantern but in turn they gave it up as their hands got so cold and numb they could no longer grasp it. Then the girl took it and didn't give it up until daylight. All through the night she kept the lantern safe and sheltered the light from the wind and seas. Never once did she complain of the cold. Captain Plough directed us to keep looking for a light, either from a boat or from shore. But we saw noth- ing from the time we left the St. Clair until just about daylight. Then, at about seven in the morning, the captain sighted the Port Sanilac light. He wanted to get the crew ashore as soon as possible as he feared they would perish from cold and exhaustion, so he decided to attempt a landing at once. It had been eight hours since leaving the St. Ciair and we had