Richmond times-dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1914-current, 1918-08-18

~ am holding no brief for Werner
morn. be 1t understood, but am simply
using his innate honesty and respect
lor neutral to bring out the back
ground of Won papens plotting under
tho guise of friendship in it's full. deep
Ozark and devilish Dlackncss.
OUT on ASSIGNMENT
TO DO DIRTY WORK
Horne worked with amazing rapidity
AFTER Won Papcn had persuaded him
into the belief that the blowing up Of
thc railroad bridge at Nanceboro was
just az honorable as the leading Of Il
charge in France. They shook hands
for the last time in the doorway OF
Tho German club. one to return and
enjoy his creature comforts to the
FULLEST within. the other to start on q
dangerous criminal mission that In
VOWED the risk Of his life even before
It was carried out
First Horn bought n rough home
spun suit, a cloth cap. a flannel suit
and black tie. After changing his
clothes in the Arietta Hotel. on Staten
Island. he went out and at an address
supplied by Won Papen. bought sup
ply OF dynamite which he packed away
In fimsy suit case
few minutes after IL O'Clock, on
tho morning Of the 3oth Of December.
he was observed entering the Grand
Central Station. Ordinarily he would
not have attracted attention. but when
a man OF his huge build. dressed as 4
common laborer. sauntcrs along like Il
gentleman on leisure. turns over a
cheap suit case to the porter with an
air born of long practice and boards
an aIl-slecpcr train instead Of the
usual coachcs-he simply cannot help
becoming conspicuous.
Several da"s later a Canadian sccre:
service operative asked the naive
fellow:
What in the world possessed you to
travel first class in that iunbcrnan' $
make-up7"
"a German officer always travels
hrst-elass." Horn answered. and could
not understand the roar of laughter
that went up over his reply
When the ! a. NJ. train for Boston
over the New Haven road pulled out Of
the Grand General. Horn was in the
upper berth OF sleeper 40. IS. to-
Ecthcr with his cargo OF dynamite
that was sufficient TO wreck the train.
Little did the cniorcd porter dream OF
his own danger when on dcpositiny
tho suit case in the sleeper. he re-
marked It's heavy wciIht-perhapi
you do not need TO be reminded that
the Department Of Justice misses no
petty detail when hauling in its net.
Horn and his dynamite travelled on
tho elevated railway from the South
arrival In Boston. Again he was con-
spicuous Nrst-cIass passenger
when he took the best accommodations
OF the o'clock train for the mari
ttmc provinces over the Boston ard
Maine to Portland. thence By the Maine
Central TO Vanccboro-his destination.
Fifteen hours later. Obericutnan.
Werner Horn stepped of the train at
tho little railroad station at VANCE
boro. a few hundred yards aheadRt
him was the single-trackcd Interna-
tional Bridge spanning the ST. Croix
. River. II VAS dark and bitter cold.
His only map was that OF the Maine
Central Railroad timetable folder.
on this man lac had drawn with a
pencil line from Nanccboro down TO
Princeton, distance OF some thirty
miles. Over this route he expected to
make his getaway from Nanceboro alb
solutely ignorant OF the fact that II
led through vast wilderness of vir-
tually primcval forest with the snow
knee dep.
HIDES VALISE FILLED WITH
DYNAMITE IN wOODPILF:
Back in the German Club OF New
York. the man who had sent him on
this mad mission rcclincd luxurious!y
in deep, leather chair before crack
ling fire and told stories TO an admir-
ing circle OF fellow-Huns
Werner Horn. however, die not stop
to question his assignment. He walk ed
directly up the track toward the
bridge. Fifty yards from the station
he saw a woodpile beside ;he track
He stopped and hid the suit case be-
hind It. Then he strobe onward in the
dark and cold.
Reaching the bridge. Horne made a
quick but thorough inspection. and
started back. Half way TO the station
he was halted by an immigration in
spector.
No different from the folk OF all
small towns. three Nanceboro residents
had taken curious note of Horns ar
rival-a curiosity that was heightened
by the obvious heavy weight OF his
suit ease. That, instead of going di-
rectly to a hotel the stranger should
walk away toward tho bridge aroused
their suspicious. 4 few minutes later
two OF these fredericksburg ladies'
spoke to their father OF the stranger.
The father FASTENED to the immigra-
ton Office, and the accosting of Horn
on his return from the bridge resulted.
where are you golnS?" the in
spector demanded.
Can you show me the way to a
hotcl?" was Horns answer.
who are you? What's your manner"
the inspector asked.
MY name is Olaf Hcorn. and am a
Dane" Horn replied.
tho inspectors next question.
Il am here looking to buy farm"
Horn explained.
Where did you come FROM" con-
tinued the inspector.
From New York by way OF Boston;
just got here" Horn truthfuly an
swered.
Now the inspectors business was to
examine immigrants entering the
United States from Canada. He might
have referred the case of the suspicious
ly acting stranger to the town authori-
ties for investigation, since he had
no jurisdiction." as he explained later.
But nc didn't
SO Werner Horn drew breath OF
relief as the inspector hurried back to
his warm office.
Horn then lifted his suit case from
out behind the woodpile and went
looking for hotel.
The same two suspicious young ladies
from the darkness Of the road parallel