Among the things I took on the _Wolf_ was the wife's sewing machine, which proved of great value later on, as she had to make under and over garments for both herself and Nita. My nautical instruments, books and charts were taken from me, but I was told that they would be returned to me on my arrival in Germany. At 1:20 we got into the boats and said a last farewell to the poor little _Beluga_, and she did look little in comparison with this big black brute of a raider. As we were being rowed over, the _Wolf's_ rails were lined with grinning faces, and not one of them that I could see had the least trace of sympathy. Not that I wanted sympathy for myself, but it seemed strange to me, at the time, that out of over three hundred German sailors and officers there was not one whose face showed any sympathy for the position a woman and little child were in. We climbed on board by means of a Jacob's ladder, myself first with Nita on my back, and my wife next. Many offered to lend her a hand, but she managed to make it without any help. There was a certain satisfaction in this, as afterwards I found out that the Germans anticipated a lot of trouble in getting her aboard, as there was quite a bit of sea running. On arriving on deck we were met by the Chief Officer, Captain Schmell, whose first words were, "Tell your wife and little girl that they have nothing to fear, that we are not the Huns you probably think we are." He took us aft under the poop and showed us an ex-storeroom which some men were cleaning out for our use. This room was in the centre of the prisoners' quarters and had absolutely no ventilation, and there were Negroes, Indians and various other nationalities passing up and down to the hell hole, before the door, in various stages of décolleté, to say the least. The Chief told me that we three could have this room together, or my wife and child could have a more comfortable room on the berth deck amidships, but that I would have to remain down below and that I would be allowed to visit my family two hours daily. My wife would not hear of this latter arrangement, saying that we would live in a pig-sty together rather than be separated. Just then Commander Nerger came along and spoke to us, saying that he was very sorry to find that the _Beluga_ had a woman and child on board, and had he known that such was the case he would have passed right on; but that once he had shown himself to be a raider, to protect himself he would have to keep us prisoners until such time when he could land us at a place where it would not jeopardise the safety of his vessel or crew; and that in the meantime he would make us as comfortable as possible under the circumstances. He then gave orders that we three should be given one of the deck officers' staterooms on the berth deck and that we were to be given the freedom on the side our room was on, and that as long as I paid attention to my own business only and did not talk to any of the