Few minutes before 4 o'clock one morning last week passengers on the S.S. Havana woke up with a sharp jolt. Three hours later when they were called for breakfast they learned that hard luck had again overtaken the Ward Line. Stuck on a shoal 60 mi. east of Jupiter Light on the Florida coast was the S. S. Havana. While the passengers were eating breakfast Captain Alfred W. Peterson sent an SOS. While they were dancing the rumba in the lounge, he let down an empty lifeboat to test sea conditions. He found them rough. But the Havana was...
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