From the Chagos Islands we steamed toward the Cape of Good Hope, and on November 10th, at 6:30 A.M., _Wolf_ captured the Spanish steamer _Igotz Mendi_ with a cargo of coal from Delagoa Bay to Colombo for the British Government. This was a very tame capture, the captain stopping as soon as he was signalled, thinking possibly that he was immune because he was neutral. No such luck. Lieutenant Rose and his prize crew went on board and took command, all the Spaniards staying on board. The first official act of Rose was to order Captain Uralda to vacate his room so that he, Rose, could use it. Captain Uralda answered temperamentally by throwing an inkstand at Rose. Unfortunately Capt. Uralda is no Christie Mathewson and the first one was a ball. However, the Spanish Captain gave up his room. Both vessels now returned to the Chagos group and tied up together. There was weeping and wailing on the _Wolf_ that they did not hang on to the _Hitachi Maru_ for a few more days. If they had, and the _Wolf_ had captured _Igotz Mendi_, all three of us would have gone to Germany and the Imperial Government would very probably have been richer by many thousands of marks worth of valuable cargo that was sunk with the _Hitachi_. The Germans transferred some two thousand tons of coal from the _Igotz Mendi_ to the _Wolf_ at this time. On November 12th, the two Australian medical officers and the major's wife, a British Professor from Siam and his wife, "Father" Cross--an eminent British barrister from Singapore--and his wife, the technical mining man and his wife, one Chinese woman and husband, one Mauritian woman and a little black girl, and two male invalids were suddenly ordered on board the _Igotz_ just as they stood. There was lots of excitement, as the _Wolf_ had picked up a wireless message from a cruiser which was within 30 miles of us, but which unfortunately kept right on going. A couple of German sailors dumped everything in our room on the _Wolf_ into a couple of bed sheets and dumped them down on the deck of the _Igotz Mendi_ for us. Our quarters here on the _Igotz Mendi_ were fairly good, especially in warm weather, but later on in the cold regions they were far from livable. "Father" Cross, the Colonel and the two sick men were quartered aft under the poop in a room that had formerly been a boatswain locker; the rest of us were housed amidships in what was before the Spanish officers' quarters. The Spanish deck officers doubled up with the Engine room squad, thereby leaving their rooms vacant for us to occupy.