At all times on the _Wolf_ the fresh water situation was of great importance, as we were on a strict allowance of drinking water, which they condensed and purified themselves. We were also allowed a minute quantity of semi-condensed water for washing purposes. I used to save up for several days and get enough for a bath, all of us using the same water. After bathing, this water was used to wash clothes in. On other mornings we had to be content with a salt water bath, which is very refreshing but has little cleansing quality. Every effort was made to catch all the rain water possible, and then everybody had the big wash. During a heavy rain it was customary for all hands to strip and stand out in the rain and have a good rain water bath. It was quite odd to see from one hundred and fifty to three hundred men taking their bath in this manner. It makes one think of the Garden of Eden before Eve showed on the job. I used to look forward to the evening when the prize officer, Lieutenant Zelasko, used to come to my quarters and talk for half an hour. His talk usually was of the war, and it was interesting to get the German view of it. Of course, from their viewpoint "poor Germany" was the defendant, and they figure they are fighting to protect their homes and not in a war of conquest. Many of the crew of the _Wolf_ had seen service on the various fronts and in Belgium and had some very interesting experiences to tell. These stories were always from the German viewpoint. One chap in particular had a unique and unenviable experience, having been wounded in six places at six different times. He was shot once through the shoulder on the Russian front. On two occasions, while on service in France, he was shot, once through the arm and on another occasion through the leg. At the storming of Antwerp he was wounded on the head by a flying piece of shell, and later on, while trying to storm a bridge, he was bayoneted. While serving as a member of the prize crew on the S.S. _Melunga_, after her capture by the _Wolf_, he lost an eye, while knocking off the head of a beer bottle, a piece of the glass striking him in the eye. The bottle of beer was "Gambe Carlsburger," a Danish beer, and as this accident happened on an Australian steamer in the Indian Ocean, I don't know just exactly who should get the credit for this, although I think that Denmark should be credited with an asset.