Please welcome Lynn Hones, today’s guest blogger.
In my newest release, A Titanic Tale, I follow the descendents of a woman whose horrid, selfish behavior the night of the sinking, brought on a curse that destroyed her family.
My book chronicles a fictional account of one person and all that she lost, but there were thousands of real people who lost everything they held dear in life, too.
The sad account of newlyweds on board the ship has been fodder for movies wishing to show a sad ending to a fairy tale romance. A young couple in love, pledging everlasting love to each other, move away and a life preserver in the background, with the words Titanic written across, is shown to solemn music.
How many newlyweds were aboard that night? According to experts of the disaster a total of twenty-three. Two of these couples are interesting in how different their stories turned out.
Millionaire Daniel Warner Marvin, 19, from New York, NY, and his wife Mary, 18, were returning from a European honeymoon with first class accommodations aboard the doomed ship. It is said that due to Daniel’s father, Henry Marvin, being the founder of the early motion picture production houses, American Mutoscope and Biograph Company, theirs was the first wedding to be filmed. However, it was actually a staged production produced after their actual wedding. The night of the collision, Daniel assisted his young wife to a boat with the words, “It’s alright, little girl. You go. I will stay.” He was never seen again. His body never recovered. He will forever be known for those words, and the chivalry he exhibited to his frightened wife. For another young, wealthy couple, the survival of the husband left a shadow upon his life, his manhood and chivalry questioned until the day he died.
Dickinson Bishop, 24, and his wife, Helen, 19, were good-looking and very rich. Dickinson’s first wife, Mary Lee, the richest girl in Michigan, as she was called, died in childbirth leaving her husband an estate worth $1.5 million, about $34 million in today’s dollars.
Helen and Dickinson were returning from a four-month honeymoon in Europe and North Africa. While in Egypt, Helen reportedly visited a fortune-teller who told her she would survive a shipwreck, and an earthquake before dying in a car crash. They booked their return to America on the Titanic sharing a suite next to the Astor’s. Madeleine Astor, with child, was the same age as Helen who was also pregnant, and the couples became fast friends. When the Titanic struck the iceberg, the Bishops went up on deck leaving their belongings, including jewelry and a new dog purchased in Italy, behind. Sensing no panic, they watched as the crew readied the lifeboats. It was suggested that they get into a boat, as not many were that willing to leave the large, “safe” ship for the tiny lifeboats.
It seems after they were saved from death to the icy Atlantic, their misfortunes became paramount in their lives. Their baby died shortly after birth and the second part of the fortuneteller’s predictions came true when they were in an earthquake while in California. Helen must have been shaking in her boots thinking about the car crash prophesy, but must of considered it all silly when she was in a car crash, but survived with a steel plate in her head. The marriage soon fell apart due, according to Helen, Dickinson’s hard drinking. After their divorce in 1916, Helen suffered a fall in which she struck her head. She died at the age of 23 from a cerebral hemorrhage. The announcement of Dickinson’s third marriage was announced on the same day, in the same paper, as Helen’s obituary.
As with most of the men who survived a sinking where so many woman and children lost their lives, Dickinson had to listen to rumors though out his life that he had dressed as a woman to get a place on one of the lifeboats. One wonders if any of those men questioned getting on the lifeboat, and whether or not it was a good decision due to the ridicule they suffered afterwards while so many men who died were considered heroes. Dickinson Bishop died of a stroke in 1961.
A Titanic Tale
By Lynn Hones
Beautiful Cornelia Bainesworth cared only about herself and her own life the night the Titanic went down. A curse brought on by a woman who witnessed her selfish behavior that evening destroys her, but it doesn’t stop there.
One hundred years later, the curse rears its ugly head in the life of small-town teenager Callie. As if the tragedy of her boyfriend’s death wasn’t enough, strange occurrences bring her to the brink of insanity. Callie’s search for answers is unsuccessful until a nerdy schoolmate takes up her cause and together they experience frightening apparitions, unexplained phenomena and chilling truths. These truths turn Callie’s life upside down and reveal a shocking ending to a story that began on the deck of a ship doomed the moment it saw light.
About the Author:
Lynn Hones is a wife of 24 years and mother of two wonderful daughters. She owns two rescues, an Old English Sheep dog and a Catahoola Cur, which is a Louisiana Hunting dog. She is owned by two rescued cats, Bella and Phantom. Formerly a cat-hater, she hangs her head in shame and adores her purring fur babies.
She lives in a large, drafty century home on Lake Erie that everyone is convinced has to be haunted, but it’s not. It has great ambiance, however, for writing her ghost stories. She loves nothing better than grabbing an armful of books and heading to the beach. She combs the beaches for beach glass and makes jewelry out of it selling it in her own little gift shop, Hones Harbor House, which is attached to her home.
A native Ohioan, she is a Buckeye fan and has been known to scream out “OH” to anyone wearing an Ohio State jersey, waiting for their reply of, “IO.” She loves to write and chew massive amounts of bubblegum, preferably at the same time. To her teenage daughters, she is humiliating, and proud of it, saying she is doing her job.
Please visit her website to find out more about Lynn.