New-York tribune., 1918-01-13

fortunately for us there was not
n he would have seen up till an
hour after midnight as lonely and
peaceful a scene as if it had been some
inlet in Greenland The war might have
been wagng on another planet The seq
ment of a waning moon was just rising,
but the sky was covered with Clouds eX-
cept right overhead, where a bevy of
stars twinkled, and it was a dim, though
not a dark, night. The sea was as flat
and calm as you can ever get on an At
lantlc coast-a CLASSY surface, but al
ways a gentle regular bursting of foam
upon the beach. In Semcirce the shore
rose black, towering at either norm. and
especially on the south, into high, dark
cliffs
| suppose bird or two may have been
crying then, as they were little later
hut there was not light nor a sign of
anything human within hundred miles
If one of the Vikings who used to live in
those islands had revisited that particular
glimpse of the moon, he could never have
guessed that his old haunts had altered
a little. But if he had waited a while, he
would have rubbed his eyes and wondered
Right between the headlands he would
have seen it dimly-a great thing that
was not a fish, rising out of the calm
water, and then very stealthily creeping
III and in toward the southern shore
When we were fairly on the surface |
came on deck and gazed over the dark
= IL u
mind confessing it nova rather curious
sensation To tell the truth, ! was a little
nervous, but ! think | showed no sign of
it to Wiedermann.
"You have thought of everything YOU
can possibly need?" he asked in low
voice.
"Everything, sir, ! Think" | answered
confidently.
"No need to give you tips" he said
with laugh.
I felt flattered, but still my heart was
beating just little faster than usual.
In we crept closer and closer with the
gentlcst pulsation of our engines that
could not have been heard above the lap
ping Of the waves on the pebbles. An in
visible gull or two wheeled and cried above
us. but otherwise there was an almost
too perfect stiffness. | could not help an
uncomfortable suspicion that some one
was watching Some one would soon be
giving the alarm, some one would present
ly be playing the devil with my schemes.
1t was sheer nonsense, but then | had
never played the spy beforc-at least not
in war time.
Along the middle of the bay ran a
beach of sand and pebbles, with dunes and
grass links above, but at the southern end
the water was deep close inshore, and
there were several convenient lodges of
rock between the end of this beach and the
beginning of the cliffs. The submarine
came IN as close as she dared, and then
without an instant's delay, the boat was
launched. Wiedermann, myself, two sail
ors and the motor bicycle just managed to
squeeze in, and we cautiously pulled for
the ledges.
The tide was just right--we had thought
of everything, | must say that-and after
minute or twos groping along the rocks
we found capital landing. Wiedermann
and jumped ashore as easily as if it had
lecn a quay, and my bicycle should have
been landed without hitch. How it hap
pened | know not, but just as the sailors
were lifting it out the boat swayed q
little, and one Of the clumsy fellows lei
his end of it slip. A splash of spray
broke over it, a mere nothing it seemed
at the time, and then | had hold of it anc
we lifted it onto the ledge.
Wiedermann spoke sharply to the man
but | assured him no harm had been done
ard between us we wheeled the thing over
the fiat rocks and pulled it up to the tor
of the grass bank beyond.
II can manage all right by myself now
/ said. "Goodby, sir!"
He gave my hand a hard clasp.
This is Thursday night" he said. "We
shall be back on Sunday, Monday and
Tuesday nights, remember
"The British navy and the weather per-
mitting," laughed.