New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1902-03-02
Berlin. March /, 1902.
SOUVENIR HUNTERS ON'YACH7
A TYPICAL SATURDAY CROWD VISITS
THE HOHENZOLLERN-SAI
REAP HARVEST

Eagerly tanning. crowding and pushing and
sweeping police and sailors before them, hun
dreds of visitors thronged the Hohenzollern yes
terday. It was typical Saturday crowd, and
contained the proud German, conspicuous by
of his souvenir button, who strutted
about the ship. delivered panegyrics upon the
Kaiser, but dropped his voice 10 a very re-
spectful whisper when the officers went by.
Then to offset the German. there was the Amer
lean. The dear gaunt national type. the woman
with the umbrella who insisted on being shown
the Empress's apartments. and when politely
informed that il forbidden 10 enter these
declared loudly: II never did believe in queen,
anyhow. I'm just as good she is"
The German tars were reaping a harvest OF
coin. which they Jngled in their pockets. and OF
smiles and ardent gances from the fair visitors
that they conveyed about the ship. They stood
at the head OF the gangway and the visitors
came on board each sailor received a party to
guide. When a pretty girl fell to the lot Of a
blueJacket he disappeared instantly. and lin
gered about his task making labored cxplana-
lions about each bit of machinery explaining by
signs where language failed, and succeeding ad-
mirably, and at last taking mournful farewell.
When, on the other hand, prim severe. me-
thodical sightseer was turned over to him. this
same jackie conscious of the laugh of his COM
panions. hustled the indignant woman over the
The officers of the yacht wandered mourn
fully over their quarterback, with difficulty
avoiding the crush OF eager sightseers, who
swept these gold laced officers out of their way.
"All day IT is the same. all yesterday it is
again the same; they come and they keep com
ing. That is all l can say. What else could
there be now" said Lieutenant Rebensberg,
struggling his shoulders, and indicating the
crowds about him.
There was no detail of the ships equipment
I tnGT finu no
ton repeated constantly was, Where does the
Emperor stay" 1t the presence Of the
Emperor and not OF Prince Henry that gave the
II wonder If the Kaiser sits in this chair?"
asked portly sightseer. as he settled back in
an easy chair In the smoking ROOM
Does Prince Henry eat at that table," In
quired a woman who was carefully making notes
in q large journal
No. eet is ze what you call der cook. he eat
there" explained the guide. choking smile
The members of the crew who were
gagged in showing the visitors about sat the
open hatch and watched the crowd. grinning
expressively as women thrust cautious myers
against the paint TO see II II was dry. or craned
their necks far into the dining saloon to get
complete view of the place. But the man who
gingerly took the plug out OF the rapid fire gun
and explained to the admiring crowd that the
harmless plug was the thing they shoot" drew
the heartiest laugh from them.
AS the reporter started to leave the ship a
sailor on the gangway, whose VocP bulary had
| evidently been enriched during his stay muir
INJURED softly, "Das list vas you Americaner call
rubber. NIGHT wahr."
AS the reporter reached the end of the gang
wav a broad shouldered detective laid his hand
ON his shoulder heavily remarking Il say, you
haven't got of the masts in your pocket
have you?" A narrow scrutiny convinced the
officer that the reporter had distracted nothing
but a few patches OF paint. and he added apollo
geticaIly:
you'll have ter 'scuse me. boss. but they got
the souvenir bug bad to-day. Why. 1 caught
| one woman luggin' of picture that hung in the
| saloon. When l nabbed her she was just as
| unconcerned. Wanted to have somethin' to re-
| member the Prince by all she would say
| Why they have to sit on the matches TO keep
| them aboard. There comes woman now, and
| I bet she's got a whole set of china slowed
| about her" And the irate detective made
| rush for a woman whose clothes were not wholly
| successfully arranged 10 hide the souvenirs she
| had captured
"Souvenirs." the reporter heard the detective
| shout as he pushed the fearful woman back on
| deck 1T may be souvenirs. madam, but call
| Il stealin'."