Lieutenant-Commander Wilfred Thompson, rested a load of responsibility which it would be difficult to overestimate. It was not until early in March that any authentic news of the movements of the _Dresden_ became available. Upon February 4th she had issued forth of the Gonzales Channel and crept stealthily up the Chilean coast. To the _Glasgow_ had come during the long weeks of the _Dresden’s_ hiding many reports that she was obliged to investigate. Many times our own cruisers were seen by ignorant observers on shore and mistaken for the _Dresden_; out would flow stories which, wandering by way of South American ports—and sometimes by way of London itself—would come to rest in the _Glasgow’s_ wireless-room and increase the burden thrown upon her officers. More than once she was taken by shore watchers to be the _Dresden_, and urgently warned from home to be on the look-out for herself! At last the veil lifted. The _Dresden_, with her coal of Punta Arenas approaching exhaustion, was sighted at a certain spot well up the Chilean coast where had been situated von Spee’s secret Lair. The news was rushed out to the _Glasgow_, and since her consort, the _Kent_, was nearest to the designated spot this cruiser was despatched at once to investigate. As at the Falklands action, her engineers rose to the need for rapid movement. For thirty-six hours continuously she steamed northwards at seventeen knots, and arrived just before daybreak on the 7th. Nothing was then in sight, nor until three o’clock in the afternoon of the following day, the 8th. While in misty weather the _Kent_ was waiting and watching out at sea, a cloud bank lifted and the _Dresden_ was revealed. She had not been seen by us since the day of her flight, December 8th, exactly three months before! The _Dresden_ was a shabby spectacle, her paint gone, her sides raw with rust and standing high out of the water. She was evidently light, and almost out of coal. The _Kent_ at once made for her quarry, but the _Dresden_, a much faster ship, drew away. Foul as she was, for she had not been in dock since the war began, the _Kent_ was little cleaner. The _Dresden_ drew away, but the relentless pursuit of the indefatigable _Kent_ kept her at full speed for six hours, and left her with no more than enough fuel to reach Masafuera or Juan Fernandez. By thus forcing the _Dresden_ to burn most of the fuel which still remained in her bunkers, the _Kent_ performed an invaluable service. This was on March 8th. Juan Fernandez was judged to be the most likely spot in which she would take refuge, and thither the _Glasgow_, _Kent_, and _Orama_ foregathered, arriving at daybreak on the 14th. In Cumberland Bay, 600 yards from the shore, the _Dresden_ lay at anchor; the chase was over. She had arrived at 8.30 a.m. on the 9th; she had been in Chilean waters for nearly five days. Yet her flag was still flying, and there was no evidence that she had been interned. Cumberland