The Admirelty's account of the fate of the crew of
the ' Belgian Prince,' torpedoed by a German submarine on July 31st, is as horrible as anything that the war has brought us. The crow, with fireballs on, took to their boats and might have been saved. But they were ordered to line up on 'the desk-of the submarine, their lifehelts were taken off, and their boles' were stove in with axes. Then the submarine suddenly dived; leaving the unhappy men struggling in the sea, many miles hem land. Three men who had concealed their lifebelts wore saved after being eleven hours in the water, and the master was taken away in the sub. marine, but the remaining thirty-nine were drowned. "Murder most foul" is the only phrase to apply to this cold-blooded villainy.