...from aft came the tunes of the band....

(iceberg)...from aft came the tunes of the band..... the ship was gradually turning on her nose - just like a duck that goes down for a dive. i had only one thing on my mind - to get away from the suction. the band was still playing. i guess all of the band went down. they were playing autumn then. i swam with all my might. i suppose i was 150 feet away when the titanic, on her nose, with her