Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1914-11-13

handed my number to the commits
saire. This number is important. All
German secret agents are known by
numbers, all carry little cards.
Presently the commissaire returned
and showed me into the chambers of
Graf Won Wedell privy councillor to
the German emperor Together with
another man, who had also just ar
chamber. We bowed, and although
we took pretty good stock of each
other, neither spoke. 1t is an unwrit-
ten law in the Imperial Secret Service
not to hold unnecessary conversation.
After about half an hours wait, we
we're shown into the counts private
room. This rather astonished me, for
the usual rule at the Wtlhelmstrasse
is to interview only one man at
time Clearly something out of the
ordinary was in the air.
After the count greeted us, he in
quired II we we're known to each
other. Receiving a negative, he intro
duced US. My companion was a Herr
Won Sender, ex-ofHcer of the Second
Dragon Guards.
AOu Will DOtn U6 IakSn al nulE ptASJ
eleven to certain ROOM" said the
count. you will advance to the mid
die, wheel to your right, face the por-
there, and stand at attention. You
will answer all questions, but make no
comments or queries yourself. I need
not enjoin you to the most absolute
silence. You undsrstand?"
Face the KaIsar.
We bowed. Just then a gong boom
ed somewhere below us. And with a
last word from the count-"Be
ready!"-he left us. Reappearing al
most Immediately, he beckoned us to
follow him. We noticed that he
seemed even more grave than usual.
Down flight of stairs along a great
corridor we made our way, no one
speaking a word. AT the end of the
corridor we saw two sentries; then a
big solid oak door. guarded by an at
tendant In the livery of the royal
household. At a sign from the count
we halted; he nodded. The door was
opened by an officer of the First Body
guard, and. remembering our instruc-
tions. we entered and came to atten-
ton in the middle of a large room,
facing an adjoining chamber, the por-
there's of which were divided.
The room in which we stood was
brilliantly lighted, but the other was
dark, save for a green glow that came
from a shaded reading lamp on a big
writing esk. Sender looked at the
desR and gave sort of gasp. / quite
understood his emotion. For seated
behind that heavy, old-fashioned desk
was Wilhelm II, emperor of Germany.
We stood at rigid attention, abso-
lutely silent for full five minutes. The
dimly lit, solitary figure at the desk
made no sign, but went on writing.
l am not a timid or a nervous man /;
the sort OF work / was doing seasons
one pretty thoroughly. But this be.
gan to get on my nerves-drawn up In
front of the emperor and waiting.
The more / looked at that silent
lonely figure, War Lord of Europe
the more began to feel a great long
ing for the African veldt, a thousand
miles north of Port Natal preferably
| Suddenly the emperor made a move
and there came a sharp, rather high
pitched voice, saying. "Wedell, vii
see the doctor"
At once Herr Sender was showr
from the room; obviously the mission
whatever 1t was, was not for him.
was hidden to step to within three
PAGES of the emperor; the officer who
escorted Herr Won Sender from tbs
room attempted to return, but wal
waved out. There were just the TIRES
Of US. Count Wedell, standing at thu
corner Of the desk on the right, tn,
kaiser, and myself.
had seen the emperor on man,
occasions before, but never so close
He appeared to be lost in some docu
ment. He looked well, but older thai
any of his portraits. Tanned aImos
dark, his rather lean face bore
striking likeness to Frederick tn
Great, more SO than ever now that b,
is getting gray. realized that nom
of his portraits do his eyes Justice
OF a blush steel gray, they have al
icy. impersonal look in them that 4
impressive. 1t is hard to define, but /
struck me in that moment that Lor,
Kitchener. Tewfik Pasha, CecI
Rhodes. and Ii Hung Chang had ez
actly those same eyes-the eyes o
men who feel it in them to master tn
world.
Presently his majesty looked III
and in that same rather shrfl voic,
asked; How long are you in tn
serviee?"
Three years sire"
You know Morocco?"
Morocco! So that was it, Franc
and Germany quarreling over tn
bone; at the point of war over it!
Yes. sire!" | replied.
How long were you in Morocco?
continued the emperor.
About twelve months, sire"
On this he seemed to hesitat,
Frankly, was nervous. SO instead {
thinking about Morocco, 1 noticed ths
the kaiser wore the undress uniforI
Of colonel Of the First Grenade
Guards with the star of the orde
Pour lie Merite dangling from his cos
button. AS II making up his mind:
You know Kaid Maclean?"
yes, sire"
How did you get to know himY''
Il happened to be OF medical a
sistance to Sir Harry Kaid MacIeal
who was at that time commandar-f1