6 snapped to attention, though, when I heard the shrill note of a transmitter from some ship on the distress frequency '600 meters'. That SOS seemed to form a picture in my mind of three red dots, three black dashes and three red dots again. I made ready to copy the ship's position. I listened for a few moments to see if any other station would answer. No other station on the air. So I called the coast guard cutter Yamacraw, docked at Savannah. After a few calls the Yamacraw answered, and I gave them the dope. They immediately got underway and proceeded to the assistance of the SS Asche, a freighter, which had struck a reef in the Bahamas and was held fast, with practically her whole bottom sheared off.
I was pretty excited, but I rapped out those signals clean and clear. Good old Sparks....!
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June 10. Santo Domingo City.
Transferred here as result of good work connected with the SS Asche disaster. There certainly are a great gang of men at this station. The operators are both marines and gobs. When off