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COUNT LUCKNER
THE SEA DEVIL
Doubleday, Doran & Cos, By LOWELL THOMAS
Count Luckner tells of being ordered to
take command of a sailing vessel in 1916
to run the British blockade. The vessel
was armed and carried a crew of sixty.
It was disguised so that its real nature
could not be discovered except by a most
complete examination. It was planned
that the crew were to be disguised as
Norwegians. Luckner could speak Nor
wegian fluently.
CHAPTER ll.—Continued
It would have looked suspicious for
a naval officer to be directing work
of this kind with such infinite pains,
so at the ship yards I posed as Herr
von Eekmann, inspector of the naval
ministry.
An old retired captain of the Ship
Inspection service happened to be
stopping in the same hotel. Uls love
for his old profession caused him to
take a most embarrassing interest in
my work. One day, he met a bona
fide ship inspector and asked him
whether be knew me.
“Von Eekmann? Let’s see, 1 know
everybody in the service. There is no
Von Eekmann on the roster.”
“Then.” blurted out the old captain,
“he must be a spy. I always said he
had a typically English face. I’ll
watcli him.”
Through mistake, two letters came
for me without the usual cover ad
dress. Both of them gave my full
name and rank. I argued with the
head waiter, trying to get him to give
me the letters for delivery to “my
friend. Count Luckner.” The old cap
tain happened to be snooping near by,
although 1 didn’t know it. By now,
anything I did was suspicious. He
already had me hung and quartered as
his country’s arch enemy.
“What did that fellow want?” he in
quired of the head waiter.
“He asked me to give him the let
ters for Lieutenant Commander Count
von Luckner.”
“Ha!”
I suspected nothing. That evening
f took the train for Bremen. A de
tective entered my compartment and
demanded m.y papers. I gave them to
him.
“Count von Luckner," he exclaimed,
astonished and embarrassed, “I must
have made a mistake. I am looking
for a spy from Geestemunde.”
I gi _'.v worried. Could it be that
enemy secret agents were watching
the work on my auxiliary cruiser?
“Where was the spy reported?”
“He lives at Beermann’s hotel.”
That was my hotel. The spy was
watching me. I told him that I would
take upon myself the responsibility of
saying that there were the most ur
gent reasons why this spy must be
caught, and that he must wire his
principals that the utmost vigilance
must be used.
“We already have the railroad cov
ered at botli ends. But we will in
crease our precautions,” he replied.
“The spy will surely be caught.”
In Bremen at Hillman’s hotel I was
again stopped by a detective who de
manded my papers. Again my papers
confounded and bewildered him.
“The description of the spy fits you
exactly,” be said.
Once more I urged that the head
quarters of the secret police be com
manded to catch the secret agent at
any cost.
At the Trocadero, I sat with a bottle
of wine in front of me. A provost
officer with two men in uniform came
up to me.
“Come with us. You are under ar
rest.”
I flew into a rage at these repeti
tions of stupidity, as I thought them
to be.
“I am a naval officer.”
“You are a spy. Come with us!”
The usual spy mania spread through
out the restaurant. Blows were
threatened, chairs were brandished,
and there were shouts of “Kill the
spy, kill him!” on all sides. If the
officers hadn’t fought the crowd off, I
would have been badly beaten.
At headquarters I was shown a de
scription and even a picture of myself.
So there was no doubt but what I was
their man.
“Under what name does this spy
travel?” 1 demanded.
“Under the name of Marine In
spector von Eekmann.”
“Why, 1 am be.”
“But you just said you were Count
von Luckner.”
I was compelled, with great injunc
tions of secrecy, to take them into
my confidence, and had them tele
phone the admiralty for confirmation.
The prying old captain at Geeste
munde soon took himself to other
parts —by request!
As I explained, my plan was to slip
through the British blockade as a neu
tral and if possible disguised as some
other ship that actually existed. There
happened to be a Norwegian vessel
that was almost a dead ringer for
the Pass of Balmaha. She was sched
uled to sail from Copenhagen, i de
cided that we would take her name,
and sail the day before she sailed, so
that if the British caught us and wire
lessed to Copenhagen to confirm our
story they would receive word that
such a craft had left port at the time
we claimed. This other ship was
named the Maleta. For some time she
had been discharging grain from the
Argentine. From Denmark she was
THE ROCKDALE RECORD. Conyers. Ga., Wed.. March 27. 1929
to proceed to Christiania and there
pick up a cargo. Why not a cargo
of lumber for Melbourne?
I went to Copenhagen, donned old
clothes, and got a job as a dock wal
loper on the pier where the real Ma
leta was moored. That enabled me
to study her. There was one thing
that promised to be difficult to coun
terfeit That was the log book. This
precious volume contained the life his
tory of the Maleta, when she left the
Argentine, what kind of cargo she car
ried, what course she steered, the
wind, the weather, observations of sun
and stars, etc., etc. That log book
must be in the captain’s cabin and I
must have it. But a watchman was
stationed aft, so how could it be done?
I discovered that the captain and
botli mates were still in Norway with
their families. So it would be some
days before the loss of the book would
be noticed—if I got it
So one night, in the uniform of a
customs inspector, I stole aboard the
Maleta. The watchman, as usual, was
sitting near the captain’s cabin. The
ship was moored to the pier witii
ropes fore and aft. Stealthily I tip
toed to the bow and cut the ropes, not
quite through but almost. A stiff wind
was blowing. The ropes cracked and
broke. The ship swung around. The
watchman ran forward shouting, and
at the same moment I ran aft Tum
bling around the captain’s cabin I at
first failed to locate the log. Finally.
1 discovered it under the skipper’s
mattress. Shoving it beneath toy belt,
I slipped out.
On board now, and also on the pier,
half a dozen men were shouting and
throwing ropes to haul her back so
she wouldn’t side-swipe a near-by ship.
I joined in the shouting, pretended to
help them for a minute, then clam
bered on to the dock and hurried off
in the dark.
We now pjjt on the final touches
that were to turn the Bass of Balmaha
into the Maleta. We painted her the
same color as the Maleta, arranged
her deck the same, and decorated the
cabins with the same ornaments. In
my captain’s cabin, I hung pictures
of the king and queen of Norway and
also of their jovial relative, King Ed
ward VTI of England. The barometer,
thermometer, and chronometer, and all
the other instruments were of Nor
wegian make. I had a Norwegian li
brary and a Norweigian phonograph
and records. We had enough pro
visions from Norwegian firms lt> last
us through the blockade. It would
hardly do to have any BismarcA her
ring, sauerkraut, and pretzels in sight
if the British boarded us, woul t j it?
The names of the tailors sewa in
side my suits a-nd my officers’ iiuits
were replaced with labels from Nor
wegian tailors. On my underclothing
we embroidered the name of the cap
tain of the Maleta —Knudsen.
I had learned in Copenhagen that
a donkey engine was being installed
on the Maleta. Very well, we got a
donkey engine of the same make trom
Copenhagen and installed it on our
ship. The log book of the Maleta was
solemnly put in place, and the first
entry was made, “Today put in anew
donkey engine.”
We got up our cargo papers in reg
ular form, signed and sealed by both
the Norwegian port authorities and
British consul. We also had a letter
signed by his majesty’s consul at Co
penhagen stating that the Maleta was
carrying lumber for the use of the
government of the Commonwealth of
Australia. The letter requested all
British ships to help us if any emer
gency arose. To prove that this doc
ument was genuine, it was even
stamped with the British imperial
seal (made in Germany!).
I also had a letter which a British
officer had supposedly written tq my
shipowner and which my shipowner
had forwarded to me, warning us
against German search officers, but ad
vising us to place our trust in the
British!
A sailor with the loneliness of the
sea upon him nearly always takes
with him on his voyages photographs
of his people. Now the crews on Brit
ish warships know sailor ways, so 1
inquired all about the procedure from
captains of neutral ships who had had
their ships searched. They told me
that the British always inspected the
fo’c’sle to see that everything looked
right there. I immediately got togeth
er a lot of photographs to pass as
those of Norwegian sailors’ parents,
brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts,
sweethearts, wives and mothers-in-law.
What did it matter whether the sweet
hearts were good looking or not? Sail
ors’ sweethearts are not always prize
beauties. We sent a man to Norway
for the pictures in order to have the
names of Norwegian photographers
stamped on them.
The British are smart people, by
Joe, and they know how to search a
ship. They attach special importance
to sailors’ letters. The sailor eagerly
looks forward to the letter he will re
ceive at the next port. He never
throws the letters away either, but al
ways keeps a stack of them in his
sea chest. Sometimes you will see
him reading a letter that his mother
sent him eight years before. So we
had to get up a whole set of letters
for our “Norwegian” sailors, each set
totally different from the other.
Of course, the stolen log of the Ma
leta gave us a lot of useful informa
tion about her crew, and our fake let
ters were made to tally with this in
formation. Women in the admiralty
and foreign offices who knew Norwe
gian wrote them for us. We got old
Norwegian stamps and Norwegian
postmarks of various ports the letter
were supposed to have been sent to.
Then we aged the letters in chemi
cals, tore and smudged some of them.
1 picked as my officers men who
like myself had spent long years be
fore the mast, who knew Norwegian,
and were of the right spirit. First Of
ficer Kling had been a member of the
Filehner expedition, in which he had
distinguished himself. The officer
whom I selected to go aboard captured
ships was a former comrade of mine,
a fellow of six feet four, whom I met
by chance on a dock. In response to
my question whether he wanted to ac
company me, he asked:
“Is it one of those trips that is like
ly to send you to heaven?”
“Yes.”
“Then I’m with you. My name is
Preiss, and you are after prizes. So
I’ll bring you luck.”
My artillery and navigation officer.
Lieutenant Kireheiss, was a wizard
navigator. Engineer Krauss was our
motor expert. The boatswain, the
carpenter, and the cook, the three
mainstays of a voyage in a sailing
vessel, I picked with like care. Of the
men who were to go with me I only
needed twenty-seven with a knowledge
of Norwegian. There were just twen
ty-%even aboard the real Maleta. In
selecting my men, I interviewed each
candidate personally but gave him no
hint of why I wanted him. I tried to
read thes£ souls in order to dis
cover in them the qualities of courage
and endurance that would lie needed.
Now we needed a name for our raid
er. We needed one that she could
take for her official name as an aux
iliary cruiser after running the block
ade. I wanted to call her the Albat
ross out of gratitude to the albatross
that saved me from drowning when 1
was a lack But I discovered that
there was already a vessel witii that
name, a mine layer. Then I wanted
to call the ship the Sea Devil, the
name by which I personally was after
ward to be called. My officers favored
some name that would suggest the
white wings of our saiiship. So we
compromised on Seeadler, or Sea
Eagle.
On a pitch-dark November night, the
Seeadler, with a small emergency
crew, raises anchor and sails out of
the mouth of the Weser into the North
Sea. There, some distance offshore,
we drop anchor.
At a remote place along the docks
at Wilhelmshaven, men appear one by
one. By the light of a dimly burning
lantern I gather my crew.
Next morning a scow of lumber lay
alongside, and we stacked timber to a
height of six feet over all the deck,
and fastened it down with wire and
chains.
Every man had his role. Every man
must now prove his mettle as an actor.
Officers and sailors were given the
names of officers and sailors aboard
the Maleta. They had to get used to
their new names. Fritz Meyer was
now Ole Johnsen, Miller became
Bjornsen, Hans Lehman became Lars
Carlsen, and they knew me only as
Captain Knudsen. We had long prac
tice drills until the new names slid
off our tongues without getting stuck.
Each man also had to learn a lot
about his native town that lie never
knew before! I had already assem
bled as much information as I <?ould
about the towns listed in the stolen
log book, and the rest we invented.
Each man had to learn the names of
the main streets of his town, the prin
cipal hotels, taverns, and drug stores,
as well as the names of the mayor
and other officials. Much of this sort
of material had already been woven
into the letters we had prepared for
the sailors. Each man had to famil
iarize himself with the set of photo
graphs that had been allotted to him,
and the names of them all, the con
tents of his letters, and fix in his mind
a whole new past life, according to
the life of a sailor of the real Maleta
whose role he was to play.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
The Birth of London
No one can say when London be
gan ; the beginning is lost in the mists
of time. London is first mentioned in
a passage in Tacitus, a Roman his
torian whose uncle, General Agicola,
spent most of his active military ca
reer in Britain. Tacitus describes the
Roman London of A. D. Cl when it
was sacked by Queen Boadicea—the
British warrior-queen.
It is one of the strangest tilings in
London’s history, that she should first
appear at the moment when she was
sacked by a British queen, and that
that queen’s statue should now stand
in a place of honor under the palace
of Westminster, looking down the
Thames. It i3 strange, but it marks
that peculiar position of London as
the meeting place of the races out of
which the English people were made.
Improved Uniform International
Sunday School
T Lesson T
(By REV. P. H. FUTZWATER. D.D.. Dean
Moody Bible Institute of Chicago.)
((E), 1929. Western Newspaper Union.)
Lesson for March 31
THE FUTURE LIFE
LESSON TEXT—Luke 24:1-12; John
14:1-6.
GOLDEN TEXT—Be tliou faithful
unto death and I will give thee a
crown of life.
PRIMARY TOPIC—The Glad Resur
rection Day.
JUNIOR TOPIC —The Glad Resur
rection Day.
INTERMEDIATE AND SENIOR TOP
IC —Living Here and Hereafter.
YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADULT TOP
IC —Our Ground of Hope for the Fu
ture.
I. The Resurrection of Jesus Christ
(Luke 24:1-12).
The supreme test of Christianity Is
the resurrection of Jesus Christ from
the dead. It matters little what Jesus
said and did while alive if His body
remained in the grave. If He did not
come fortli in triumph from the tomb,
then all His claims are false.
1. The empty sepulcher (vv. 1-3).
(1) The coming of the women (v. 1).
As an expression of affectionate re
gard for the Master, ttiey came with
spices for liis body. If they had be
lieved His words, they would have
known that His body could not be
found in the sepulcher.
(2) What they found (vv. 2,3).
When they came to the sepulcher they
found the stone had been rolled away,
but they found not the body of Jesus.
For them to have found His body in
the sepulcher would have been the
world’s greatest tragedy. The empty
tomb spoke most eloquently of the
deity and power of the Son of God
(Rom. 1:6).
2. The message of the men in shin
ing garments (vv. 4-S).
(1) “Why seek ye the living among
the dead?” (v. 5).
This question, uttered by the an
gels, has been reverberating through
the cenluries.
(2) “He is not here, but is risen.”
Jesus had told them that the Lord
must be betrayed and crucified and
that on the third day He would rise
again. Had they given heed to His
words they would have been relieved
of their perplexities.
3. The women witnessing to the
eleven (vv. 0-11).
Their thrilling testimony concerning
the empty tomb and the words of the
angels appeared to the apostles as
idle tales and they refused to believe.
4. Peter investigating (v. 12).
While .the testimony of the women
seemed as idle tales, Peter was not
of the temperament to dismiss the
matter from his inind, therefore he
ran unto (he sepulcher. Upon inves
tigation he found ttie linen clothes ly
ing fu such a way as to prove the
reality of the resurrection.
11. Jesus Preparing a Place in
Heaven for His Own (John 14:1-3)
These last words of Jesus were
words of comfort. The hopes of the
disciples were utterly shattered when
Jesus told them about the cross. He
consoled them by pointing to the re
union in the heavenly Father’s house.
1. He asked them to trust in Him,
even as God (v. 1).
Faith in the God-man, Christ Jesus,
will steady the heart, no matter how
intense the grief, or how great the
sorrow.
2. lie informed them that He was
going to tlie Father’s House in heaven
to prepare a home for them (v. 2).
He assured them that there was
abundant room there for all. He
said, there were many “abiding
places.” Heaven is an eternal dwell
ing place for God’s children.
3. He assured thern that He would
come again and escort them to heav
en (v. 3).
Jesus will not depend upon nor
wait for His own to come to Him, but
will come and call forth from the
grave those who have died; trans
forming living believers, and take
them all together to be forever with
Himself in the heavenly home.
111. Jesus Christ Is the Way to the
Heavenly Father (vv. 4-6).
Jesus informed the disciples that
they knew the place to which He was
going, and the way. To this Thomas
interposed a doubt, in answer to
which Christ asserted that He is:
1. The Way (v. 6).
Jesus Christ is more than a mere
guide to God. He is the way itself.
2. The Truth (v. 6).
He is not merely the teacher, but
the Truth incarnate. In His Incarna
tion the spiritual and material worlds
were united; therefore every line of
truth, whether spiritual or material,
converged in Him.
3. The Life (v. 0).
Christ is not merely the giver of
life, but He is the very essence ol
life. Only those who receive Christ
have life in the true sense.
The New Testament
The New Testament has done more
toward creating a race of noble men
and women than all the books of the
world put together.—Sir Walter Scott.
Duty and Faith
The descent of duty is ever fol
lowed by the ascent of faith. —Dr. J,
B. Shaw.
Justice Triumphs
Man is unjust, but God is just; and
Justice finally triumphs.—Longfellow.
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