Wreck of the Atlantic

The steamer Atlantic of the White Star line which left Liverpool on the 20th ult, was wrecked at two o'clock on Tuesday morning upon Meagher's Head, Prospect Harbour, about 90 miles from Halifax, Nova Scotia. There were on board the ship about 1,000 persons and of these only 250 were saved, the rest numbering 750 persons going down with the ill-fated vessel.
The following telegram has been received from Captain Williams of the Atlantic:-
"The ship is a total loss. She broke abaft the foremast, and the cargo washing out. Wrecker are at work until the New York Company comes. Thirteen saloon passengers and 429 others are saved. The purses, chief steward, second officers, and fifth engineer re lost, the rest of the officers are saved. I shall leave the third officer and four men at the wreck to attend to the bodies. I will forward the passengers to New York via Portland. Two hundred go tomorrow, and the balance the next day. The cause of coming to Halifax was that we were short of coals. The wind is rising from the south, and the wreck is exposed to the sea. The passengers are supplied with all necessaries.
The saloon_passengers¹ saved are M. Jugla, Messrs Levinson, Comacho, Vick, Kinaine, Brown, Gardner, Hirzel, Brantd (sic), Jones, Allan, Richmond, and Markwald. The remainder of the saloon passengers are lost."

Oh pray give attention and listen to me,
'Tis of a disaster that's happen'd at sea;
Some scores of men, women, and children so dear,
In the steam-ship "Atlantic" has perished we hear

On Thursday, March 20th, from Liverpool town,
The "Atlantic" set sail for America bound,
Some hundreds of souls they with joy left this shore,
But hundreds of those, alas! Are no more.

The "Atlantic" proceeded from Queenstown¹ all right
The spirits of all appeared happy and light,
With bright hopes of the future they left kindred dear
Who for their sad fate shed a sorrowing tear.

She was manned by a crew that were happy and gay,
But now in Belfast, Dublin, Cork¹ and Galway,
In Liverpool, Newry and Derry also,
Wives and children are bow'd down in sorrow & woe.

Captain Williams commanded the "Atlantic" steam-ship,
Who left Liverpool upon her nineteenth trip:
She was bound for New York, but alas she's gone down,
Which has caused great sensation in Liverpool town.

Capt. Williams and Brady, his third officer says -
They had rough stormy weather for several days!
She was tossed too (sic) and fro and they ran short of coals,
Which occasioned the loss of 600 souls.

On that sad Tuesday morning, about two o'clock,
The Atlantic she struck with great force on a rock;
Men, women and children then rushed on the deck,
And saw the Atlantic steam-ship was a wreck.

Women clung to their husbands, and husbands to wives,
And vainly endeavoured to save their sweet lives;
But the ship she reeled over, and sunk in the deep,
With hundreds of souls who'd not woke in their sleep.

By means of a rope some their lives they did save,
While others they struggled, & sank 'neath the wave
Some clung to the rigging, but alas! 'twas so cold,
That several were frozen to death we are told.

May God in his mercy now comfort and bless
The poor little children now left fatherless,
Likewise the poor widows now left for to mourn
For kind, loving husbands who ne'er will return