New-York tribune., 1918-12-04
Wanted for Murder
William Hohenzollern
See them passing by.
Slretchers draned in the nitVing folds

See them passing by.
Stretchers draped in the plying folds
of Old Glory.
Underneath the flag lies the dripping
body of a little girl.
This one shields from the Irish sun
light the poor little body of a boy.
That one hides the lifeless corpse
of q beautiful mother.
! kinsale's watchers see them passing
by through a thickeninr mist of tears.
The stretcher bearers march along
with faltcring steps and with sobs that
cannot be uttered in their hearts.
1t is the Gc6hsemane of humanity Oh
a day In May in Kinsale in ireland.
They are carrying through the street
of the little town the bodies of the
Lusitania victims.
The victims of the saddest tragedy
FOR the world since that of Calvary.
Standing over there with misty eyes
are men who will solemnly sit i'll judg-
ment on this tragedy and set down the
words Of condemnation that will live
and burn as long as humanity shall
think and feel and walk upriehtly.
Only a few hours behind this pro-
ceSson of horror and woe before which
a world stands with bowed head and
shamed faco and streaming eyes a
stately, palatial ship was steamlng tow
ard the Irish coast.
Friday, May 7, 1915-ever memorable
date
Two thousand one hundred and sixty
| human beings were on board the Lusi-
tania, bound from New Y York to Queens
town.
1t was a British steamship of the
/ Cunard Line, flying the flag of Britain.
Britain and Germany were at war.
/ va tN n hu tcr
pedoes fired from submarines, every
boat on the seas flying the British flag.
On the Lusltania were scores OF
American citizens. men, women and in
nocent little children.
German officials in America had
/ issued warning.
The Lusijania was to be sunk.
II was unbelievable.
Germany was not at war with the
United States.
Among the Lusitana's passengers
Alfred Vanderbilt, Ebert Hubbard
Charles Frohman. Charles Klein
many more.
The day was clear You could see
! far over the ocean that Friday after
noon.
Some were chatting. Some were
watching. All were hoping. The Irish
coast was near The arrival hour was
nearing.
Charles Frohman was saying to Rita
Jolivet:
"Why fear death? 1t is the most
beautiful adventure life offers US"
Ten minutes after two of the clock
Cutting a wide white cash through
the green waters comes torpedo from
German submarine pirate boat, 1000
of Il II l,n
horizon. Then another.
No warning.
The great boat is wounded to death
Calmly, Alfred Vanderbilt hands his
lifebelt ID a woman and folds his arms.
There were others like him.
Heroes, of whom the world was not
worthy.
In the waters thousand died.
See them passing by
On the stretchers, between the dim
eyed mourners in Kinsale. these vie
tins OF German fury and frghtfuress.
That human eyes could be forced to
see such things
Forced TO see them and not take q
solemn oath before God that the blood
OF these slain should not cry in vain
for justice,
Who can imagine such callous hu-
manity outside Germany?
"Who did this thing?'
Kinsale's coroner and his jury an
swer
Listen:
"We find that the deceased met death
from prolonged immersion and ex-
haustion in the sea, eight miles south
southeast of Old Head of Kinsale. Nav
:. 1915, owing to the sinking of the
Lusitania by torpedoes fired by Ger
man submarine.
we find that the appalling crime
was committed contrary TO interna-
tional law and the conventions of all
civilized nations.
I'VE also charge the officers of said
submarine and the Emperor of the
government of Germany, under whose
orders they acted, with the crime of
wholesale murder before the tribunal
OF the civilized world"
William Hohenzol1arn faos ~er1,.