by Rakashi Chand, Reading Room Supervisor
I simply gasped when one of our researchers called me over to her desk in the reading room to look at a diary entry by a young woman, Amelia Peabody, writing about the sinking of the Titanic—and the darkness that the tragedy spread over the nation.
Amelia Peabody was born in 1890 to Frank Everett Peabody and Gertrude Bayley, a wealthy family that kept a summer house in Marblehead and a winter residence at 120 Commonwealth Avenue in Boston. Amelia studied sculpture and became an accomplished artist, horsewoman, farm owner, breeder, and philanthropist. Amelia would go on to inherit both the estate of her father and her stepfather, William Storer Eton.

Amelia’s world was greatly impacted by the Titanic disaster, with friends and acquaintances on board the ill-fated ship and the unsettling realization that all in Amelia’s circle could well have been on board. The following transcription is the 23 April 1912 diary entry, part of the Amelia Peabody Papers.
April 23, Tuesday
One of the world’s greatest disasters has happened since I last wrote. On Sunday night at 11:45 April 14th the new steamer Titanic hit an iceberg and two hours later she sank with some 15 hundred on board- almost 7 or 8 hundred were saved, picked up by the Carpathia about 4 hours later from the life-boats. The horrible part about it is that probably all or almost all would have been saved if there were life-boats enough. As it was, every available boat was filled & the men left behind had nothing to do but wait for the end. It was a smooth night so that the berg wasn’t seen until a quarter of a mile away which is only a few minutes for a boat of that size. They were going too fast, but they didn’t think the big bergs were near. Capt. Smith who went down with the ship had been averse & taking it because he thinks such large ones are unwieldy. The women & children were almost all saved & everyone has felt proud of the bravery of all these American & Englishmen. Betty Millets Uncle Frank D. Millet helped, with others, the women & children into the boats and smiled & waved to them as they went off, all the time with that awful knowledge that there was absolutely no hope for themselves. The other Millets were unable to find out for 4 days whether he had been saved or not. There was a name Mile on the saved list which might have meant him or three others. Regular Millet luck. He had just been appointed President of the Am. Academy of Art in Rome & he had been over fixing up the beautiful villa that goes with the position. Everyone was brave. Even the 50 or more little bell boys- They were told to stay in the cabin out of the way & they obeyed quietly & then when the Captain gave the order of
all foreach man for himself they came out on deck & smoked cigarettes to show that they were really grown up, & waited until the boat went down beneath them. Not one was saved. Only two men who were on the ship as she sank are alive. Both were sucked down and apparently blown up again by the explosion of the boilers, & managed to reach boats that could take them aboard. One half sunk raft held 30 men who had to refuse to let any of the struggling ones in the water come near. Luckily the water was icy and killed most of them quickly.

As the week went on, the tragedy of the Titanic continued to loom. On Wednesday, 24 April, Amelia wrote about rehearsals and performances of a show she was part of that was “great fun & quite worth all the trouble. . . . The Titanic however threw a subconscious gloom over it all.” Then, in her next entry on Monday, 29 April, she wrote “Nobody comes to call except Sundays & then I’m usually out. Even Betty isn’t coming in on account of her Uncle, whose body has been recovered, by the way.”
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Further Reading:
Amelia Peabody by Linda Smith Rhoads (Boston, 1998).