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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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