ugh, untutored, wild and constantly
angry, hating everybody and everything without understanding why. They
are suspicious and materialistic, having no sacred ideals. Russian
intelligents live among imaginary ideals without realities. They have a
strong capacity for criticising everything but they lack creative power.
Also they have no will power, only the capacity for talking and talking.
With the peasants, they cannot like anything or anybody. Their love and
feelings are imaginary. Their thoughts and sentiments pass without trace
like futile words. My companions, therefore, soon began to violate the
regulations of the Order. Then I introduced the condition of celibacy,
the entire negation of woman, of the comforts of life, of superfluities,
according to the teachings of the Yellow Faith; and, in order that the
Russian might be able to live down his physical nature, I introduced the
limitless use of alcohol, hasheesh and opium. Now for alcohol I hang
my officers and soldiers; then we drank to the 'white fever,' delirium
tremens. I could not organize the Order but I gathered round me
and developed three hundred men wholly bold and entirely ferocious.
Afterward they were heroes in the war with Germany and later in the
fight against the Bolsheviki, but now only a few remain."

"The wireless, Excellency!" reported the chauffeur.

"Turn in there!" ordered the General.

On the top of a flat hill stood the big, powerful radio station which
had been partially destroyed by the retreating Chinese but reconstructed
by the engineers of Baron Ungern. The General perused the telegrams and
handed them to me. They were from Moscow, Chita, Vladivostok and Peking.
On a separate yellow sheet were the code messages, which the Baron
slipped into his pocket as he said to me:

"They are from my agents, who are stationed in Chita, Irkutsk, Harbin
and Vladivostok. They are all Jews, very skilled and very bold men,
friends of mine all. I have also one Jewish officer, Vulfovitch, who
commands my right flank. He is as ferocious as Satan but clever and
brave. . . . Now we shall fly into space."

Once more we rushed away, sinking into the darkness of night. It was a
wild ride. The car bounded over small stones and ditches, even taking
narrow streamlets, as the skilled chauffeur only seemed to guide it
round the larger rocks. On the plain, as we sped by, I noticed several
times small bright flashes of fire which lasted but for a second and
then