Next
to
him in the boxcar was a Lieutenant Stiven from the Royal Scots Regiment. Stiven
presented a fearsome figure. With his red whiskers and monocle, he was every
part the ''Unkultured" savage as portrayed in the German press, who used
expanding bullets against the bloom of German youth. So much so, that at Aachen, where they were delayed for
German troop movements – the first opportunity for any food or water for the
prisoners – a young nurse on seeing him screamed and threw the precious water
in his face and ran off screaming "Englischer Schweinhund". At Minden on the Weser, Conrad and Stiven were removed under
heavy guard to a
military hospital. They were visited by a doctor, who declared Conrad fit to
proceed to prisoner of war camp. Stiven was told that if he could walk, he too
would go as well. Defiantly, Stiven
stood and tried to walk, but fell back to his bed .
Conrad was
taken on to the Bismarckian
fortress of Torgau. Up to this point, he had hoped the debacle suffered by
his brigade had been limited to them alone. At Torgau, however, the truth of
the general defeat of the Allied offensive struck home. On the parade ground he
saw what seemed to be the whole British Expeditionary Force assembled. His
disillusionment was complete. From there, Conrad was sent to Burg bei Magdeburg.
A camp with a few British troops, it was mainly filled with Russians. Conrad
made various attempts at escape but was always "checkmated", and soon
his thoughts turned to the possibility of espionage. In Magdeburg, Conrad became friends with a
Siberian called Docia Logwinoff. They taught each other their languages. Here
Conrad learned to read and discuss Pushkin and Tolstoy in the original. In days
not too far distant, it would be Lenin and Trotsky he would be discussing with
Generals and with spies.
In the
spring of 1915, Conrad found himself with
a handful of other British prisoners being marched from the camp. Winston
Churchill, when First Lord of the Admiralty, had gaoled 39 German submariners
as pirates because of their attacks on neutral shipping. In reprisal, the
Germans chose 39 POWs whose names were the same as known British generals or
politicians. Conrad Ffrench was close enough to Sir John French, the British
commander in chief. For nine weeks they were held in solitary confinement with
only a dusty exercise yard where the group could walk in silence. Here a
sympathetic guard provided Conrad with some coloured pencils and paper, and he
filled his time sketching. Nine weeks later, Balfour, who had replaced
Churchill, repealed the ruling. When Conrad returned to the camp, however,
Docia was gone. He never saw him again. Soon after, because of Conrad’s
involvement in further abortive escape attempts, he was moved with others to a
newly established camp at Augustabad in the north of Germany.