For the following graphic deseription of being caught by the Emden we are indebted to correspondent who has been kind enough to place private letter at our disposal.
Although, when I left Shanghai, says the writer of the letter, I was warned against "meeting the Emden," I really did not be. believe toat we should have any adventures, We left Colombo on October 17. On the 18th at 9.90 p.m., smoke was geon -on the port horizon; as it materialized "—s0 to speak—it was ween to be man-of-war, with a smaller ship in attendance. Now this latter fact aroused our suspi cions—for we had beard of " collier: in attendance on the Emden." Whea the ship had approached within two or three miles, thers was a puft of smoke and a " boom"—and that wae the beginning! Of course, we have to, and the Emden (equally "of course," it waa the Emden) came up on our stern signalling Do not speak" (though we had no wireless). When within a the quarter of @ mile, a boarding party put off in a small boat (last seen racing at Henli in the men-of-war gig raco—or that is what went through my mind!) and took pos-cession of us. Our captain was naturally very much upset, but the rest were philosophic.
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