"It\'s almost upon us " yelled a frantic voice aboard the Saint Joseph, as the iceberg neared the ship.
If God. "God\'s Will be done," prayed Mother Marie, as the collision loomed closer.
Just then the helmsman, confused and panic-stricken, turned his wheel in the wrong direction, bringing the iceberg even nearer "It\'s the end of everything " groaned the Captain.
The huge mountain of gray-green ice looked like a floating castle-which would shatter the poor little wooden ship in a moment or two. "It\'s almost upon us " yelled a frantic voice aboard the Saint Joseph, as the iceberg neared the ship