Gun running for Casement in the Easter rebellion, 1916Spindler, Karl
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Gun running for Casement in the Easter rebellion, 1916
Spindler, Karl
Casement, Roger, 1864-1916; Ireland -- History -- Easter Rising, 1916
'I am the captain of this ship,' was the answer; 'are you the captain of
the _Aud_?'
'No, I am the second officer.'
'Where is your captain?'
'Sh! He is asleep.'
'Well, wake him at once.'
'The devil I will! The old man would half kill me if I called him in
the middle of the night,' answered Düsselmann.
'Very well, then, I'll do it,' the Englishman roared, and he went a
shade redder in the face with anger.
'What, you want to get killed?' asked the voice from above.
'No, but I'm coming on board to knock the sleep out of your captain. You
will see how the captain of a ship in the service of His Britannic
Majesty does it.'
'I'd like to see you,' answered the mate, with a laugh; 'let's see you
do it.'
One by one, nearly the whole of the crew of the _Shatter_ had come on
deck and were now interested spectators, while the captain, with much
circumstance, manoeuvred his ship to within a couple of yards of ours.
The deck of his little steamer lay so far below me that I could no
longer see the men standing on it. After a while I heard the English
captain shout, 'How am I to get up the side?' The laconic answer came,
'I suppose the captain of a ship in the service of His Britannic Majesty
will show us how it is done.' There now came a long pause while they
were doubtlessly wondering on the _Shatter_ how to scale the steep side
of our ship without the aid of a ladder. Then I heard the Englishman
call out--this time in a particularly polite tone--'Please let down a
ladder.'
'Certainly, with the greatest pleasure,' the mate answered. 'But I must
first call the crew, they are all still asleep.' Then he lumbered slowly
down from the bridge and went forward cursing to rouse the men. As he
went I heard a voice below me say, 'Goddam, this damned fellow is no
fool,' a statement which I silently endorsed. The crew of the _Shatter_
had apparently forgotten that they could support their demand with force
of arms. It was quite a long time before the second mate returned from
the forecastle along with a couple of the crew, who, to all appearances,
had come straight from their bunks. Then a ladder was let down, and with
much puffing and blowing the Englishman clambered up, followed by a
couple of his men. As they posted themselves right in front of my window
I had to quickly pull the blind across.
'Now then, where's your captain?' asked the Englishman; and I heard the
mate answer 'Don't shout so loud, man. If you wake this skipper you will
know about it. He is the most-feared captain in all Norway.'
'But it is most urgent that I speak to him. So come along with me.'
'All right,' answered Düsselmann, but you will have to go first!'
'No, you go in front,' answered the Englishman, who began to think there
was something uncanny about the business.
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