The Blot on the Kaiser's 'ScutcheonHillis, Newell Dwight
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The Blot on the Kaiser's 'Scutcheon
Hillis, Newell Dwight
World War, 1914-1918 -- Sermons
But Ireland will soon iron out her troubles. To the achievements of the
various people of the great British Empire let us make a large place for
the contributions of Scotland. The Germans hate with a deadly hatred any
country and any race that has stopped them in their headlong career
towards crime.
But the next time that a German-American has gone back to Berlin and has
reached the western front and puts up a sign reading "Gott strafe
England" let him not fail to add these words, "and Scotland."
2. "England Shall Not Starve"
Despite all warnings, rumours, and alarms, no dire peril known to
passengers disturbed our voyage. The nearest approach came on a morning
when the ship was two hundred miles off the coast of Ireland.
The steamer was making a letter S and constantly zigzagging, when
suddenly the lookout called down that there was a rowboat dead ahead.
With instant decision the officer changed the ship's course and we
passed the life-boat a half mile upon our right.
The usual rumour started up and down the deck that there were dead
bodies in the boat, but the petty officer answered my question by saying
that it was 2,000 lives against one possible life that every drifting
boat must be looked upon as a German decoy; that if the steamer stopped
to send sailors with a life-boat to investigate it would simply give a
German submarine a chance to come up with torpedoes. At that very moment
one of the men beside the gun sighted a periscope and a moment later the
gun roared and then boomed a second time and then a third. Because the
object disappeared, all passengers said it was a submarine, but the
officers said it was a piece of driftwood, tossed up on the crest of a
wave.
That night, on deck, a close friend of the purser came for an hour's
walk around the deck. The memory of those three shots rested heavily
upon his mind.
It seemed that some months before he had been a purser on an East Indian
liner. On the home voyage, twenty-four hours after they left Cairo, when
well out into the Mediterranean, this officer went below for an hour's
rest. Suddenly a torpedo struck the steamer. The force of the explosion
literally blew the purser out of his berth. Grabbing some clothes, he
ran through the narrow passageway, already ankle deep in rushing water.
The great ship carried several thousand soldiers and a few women who
were coming home from India or from Egypt. Despite the fact that all
realized the steamer would go down within a few minutes, there was no
confusion and the soldiers lined up as if on parade.
The boat went down in about eight minutes, but every one of the women
and children had on their life-preservers and were given first places in
the life-boats that had not been ruined by the explosion.
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