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$Pretitle{}
$Title{True Stories Of The Great War
III - Story Of The Ship Bound For Brazil}
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$Author{Dohna-Schlodien, Count}
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$Subject{boat
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second
moewe
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$Date{1916}
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Title: True Stories Of The Great War
Book: The Log Of The "Moewe" - Tales Of The High Seas
Author: Dohna-Schlodien, Count
Date: 1916
Translation: Martin, Eugenie
III - Story Of The Ship Bound For Brazil
The next day, on January 11th, at ten in the morning, a cloud of smoke
was signalled. We went slowly towards it. Presently, with glasses, we could
make out the tops of masts and the funnels of our first victim. She must not
escape us. Orders were sent to the engine-room to give us as much speed as
possible. When, at last, we got a nearer view of the boat, we put her down
to be English, and about the same size as the Moewe. As the distance between
us diminished, a second cloud of smoke came in sight on our other bow, and
grew rapidly larger and larger. Evidently a second victim was flying into
our arms! If the captain of this second boat had been more considerate he
would have waited until we had at least settled with Number One. Owing to
his untimely appearance our task would be doubly difficult. But we did not
allow our spirits to be damped. We simply slowed down in order to
reconnoitre the second intruder. This boat also turned out to be English,
of the same size as the first.
When she was sufficiently near, we hoisted the signal, "What is your
name?" The answer came: "Farringford."
The time for action had arrived!
As we saw that the boat to starboard was slower than the Moewe, we first
tackled the second intruder.
We signalled "Stop," and showed the German ensign, and - to let both our
neighbors see that we were in earnest - we fired a shot. Both ships stopped
immediately. The Moewe steered towards the Farringford, and, at a distance
of fifty yards, I shouted: "Abandon the ship immediately.
My intention was to take the crew on board; then to approach the other
boat and, finally, to sink both vessels.
But this was easier said than done. Owing to the high seas, the
transfer of the crew of the first boat was somewhat difficult and took time;
meanwhile, the other ship utilized the opportunity to disappear in a dazzling
rainbow. I consequently gave up my first intention of blowing up the
Farringford. Instead, I ordered a few shots to be fired at her. Two of
these having struck the water-line, and her sinking appearing to be imminent,
we were at liberty to pursue the fugitive at full speed. Overtake her we
must, for if she escaped us our detection was a dead certainty. Presently
the fugitive was once more in sight. I sent a shell through the air, and,
with a great display of smoke, the steamer tried to increase her pace; but
a second shell recalled the captain to his senses. He notified his intention
to stop by showing all his lights and three red lamps, and after a two hours'
pursuit we got alongside him.
A prize-crew of two officers and six men promptly went on board. The
first thing to be done was to ascertain the owner of the boat and cargo.
Then her papers had to be examined and their accuracy verified. Finally, the
crew was reviewed and the cargo examined. The results were duly signalled
to the Moewe.
We were thus informed that she was an English steamer, the Corbridge,
three thousand six hundred and eighty-seven tons, taking a cargo of four
thousand tons of coal from Cardiff to Brazil.