The Morgan City daily review. (Morgan City, La.) 1916-1920, 1916-11-03

pier and a higher fence that floats
on pontoons.
But while the Deutschland is ly-
ing safe from prying eyes, Capt.
Paul Koenig, her commander, is at
the best hotel in New London, taking
a land rest.
England blockade?" Capt. Koe-
mig lifted his voice to note of
slight Impotence as he repeated the
query. He turned his eyes upon the
questioner They are sharp little
eyes of blush gray color
Around the edges Of the eyes are
innumerable wrinkles, like fretwork.
These wrinkles give the captain the
appearance of always smiling.
England blockade?" he said a
gain, then he made a brief gesture
with one Of those big red hands of
his, that seem to be misfit on his
small frame.
"Well it hasn't stopped us yet" he
said, dropping his voice to it's usual
quiet, even tone. "What else, gentle
men,"
He was seated at long table in
an ornately decorated private din
ing room on the second floor of the
Mohican hotel. The Mohican is the
leading hostelry of New London.
He was telling the story of that
trip. Around the tabue was seated
forty-five newspaper reporters. They
were listening eagerly to the man
who is one of Germany's greatest
heroes of the big war. He is, as sug-
gested above, a little man. That is,
he is short of stature, and some
what shy of heft. He is stockily
built, however, and sinewy.
Most of the photographs shown of
him in this country have displayed
him in the cap and leather jacket
and the huge leather boots which he
wears when he takes his ship down
to a,but today he was as dapper
as a bridegroom and as cherry too.
Questions poured upon him, some
of them intimate, personal questions.
He would turn jokes of these, bat
ting his eyes quizzically. His English
has a strong Teutonic accent. All
questions pertaining to the trip of
the Deutschland he answered read
lily. In fact that is the way
he told his story-by replies to ques-
lions.
The ship-Koenig always calls it
q ship-had an uneventful trip. It
saw a lot of hostile vessels but the
hostiles never saw the Deutschland.
It ran about a hundred miles under
water all told on the way across.
It carried a cargo estimated in
value at $10,00O,000.
This cargo includes drugs, such as
aspirin and alvarsen, and there is an
intimation that lot of precious
stones and maybe some stocks and
bonds are aboard the Deutschland.
It brought mail for the German am
and for others in this coun-
try. The voyagers have heard moth
ing of the Bremen and believe that
boat has been lost.
Capt. Koenig arrived at the Mohi-
can in an automobile that carried
the German and American flags.
With him was Paul Hilken, son of
the president Of the Eastern For
warding Company.
The captain came whirling
through the revolving door of the
Mohican like violent gust of sea
breeze.
"Well, here / am gentlemen" he
said. "Now l will tell you all. They
trooped up stairs to the private din
ing room.
"Now then, what do you want to
konw, gentlemen"
what DO you hear OF the Bre-
menu" asked one promptly.
ut left Bremen on August &c, and
they have no word of it since," he
replied gravely.
"The question you have asked me
is the very first question l asked
Mr.. Hilken when l landed hire. It
went out in charge of Capt. Schwartz
zkoph, and absolutely nothing has
been heard from it,"