"It is my wish, Mr. Mayor, that, for the present, at least, you continue to exercise full civil control of New York, under the rules of military occupation of my government."
After very brief conference the articles of capitulation were duly signed, and shortly thereafter the Police Department launch cast off from the gangway of the Koenig and headed for Manhattan.
Silent and preoccupied, the group of men on her upper deck gazed wistfully upon the stately buildings of lower Manhattan, which lifted their shell-scarred summits far into the blue of that sunlit April day.
"Well," said one of the party, "such are the caprices of Fortune."
"Nay, sir," sharply retorted the Mayor, "say rather that such are the fruits of folly and criminal neglect!"
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