Germany -- History -- Revolution, 1918; Germany -- Politics and government -- 1918-1933
Coming in to Oberhausen, the workmen's quarter, there were all the
usual signs of trouble--deserted streets, bullet-starred walls, and
broken windows. The street was blocked by a crowd that was being
addressed by a speaker, from a window. The shay was surrounded by men
armed with rifles and bombs; and half-starved Bavarian workmen,
without sleep for days and fighting against odds, made an ugly looking
crowd. They were not at first satisfied with my papers; said they, "If
you are an English _genosse_ make us a speech and if it's all right
we'll let you through, if not--" It was a severer _viva voce_ than I'd
had for the Diplomatic Service, but I passed, and some of the elder
men escorted the shay through the lines for fear of accidents. They
promised not to draw fire from the Government machine-guns until we
were across and the Würtemberg outpost was safely reached.
That afternoon was spent in Augsburg, the base of the Würtemberg
Expeditionary Force, and the next stage was the fifty miles of road to
Munich. No motor would go for fear of being confiscated by the
Communists, and in all Augsburg there was only one fly with a pair of
horses that could do it. It asked £20 for the round trip, about four
times what I had with me. However, having bought an option on the fly,
I had a monopoly of the transport to Munich, and had only to float a
company. A merchant, an officer in mufti, probably a spy, and a
charming lady in the dress of the Red Cross took the other three seats
at £5 each, and I had still the seats for the return journey. These
eventually brought a handsome profit that I divided between the
Anti-Bolshevist League and the Communist Party.
These negotiations, and finding out what was happening in Augsburg,
took the afternoon, and at dawn next morning we started over the
rolling uplands for Munich. Outside Bruck we came on a score or so of
Red Guards bivouacking in a barn, and nearer Munich passed through
several pickets which searched for weapons, but gave no trouble. And
so about two in the afternoon of Wednesday into Munich, having left
Berlin Saturday evening.
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