Service Career
Milazzo departed from Genoa on her maiden voyage in early June. After calling at Naples, she departed there in ballast in 11 June for New York City. After losing a blade from her propeller in calm seas on 25 June—attributed by Milazzo's master to vibrations of the empty ship—she arrived at New York on 1 July.
After an uneventful roundtrip to Genoa, Milazzo departed from New York on 24 September to begin her second eastbound crossing of the Atlantic. At Gravesend Bay, Milazzo stopped and took on 100 long tons (102 t) of high explosives to supplement her 10,000-long-ton (10,200 t) cargo of steel, silk, and sugar. She also carried 1.6 million pounds (730,000 kg) of copper. On 4 October, The New York Times reported that Milazzo had put in at Fayal in the Azores with three cargo holds on fire. The newspaper printed speculation from William Hartfield, the agent for the ship, that incendiary bombs hidden in the bags of sugar were the cause of the fire. By 1 November (when she was reported as departing Tarzal), Milazzo had resumed service.
In August 1917, Milazzo was sailing from Karachi to Malta. On 29 August, when she was 250 nautical miles (460 km) east of her destination, she was torpedoed by the submarine U-14 of the Austro-Hungarian Navy and sank at 34°44′N 19°16′E / 34.733°N 19.267°E / 34.733; 19.267Coordinates: 34°44′N 19°16′E / 34.733°N 19.267°E / 34.733; 19.267. U-14 was under the command of Linienschiffsleutnant Georg Ritter von Trapp, a well-known submarine commander, later famous as the patriarch of the family featured in the musical The Sound of Music. Milazzo sank with no reported casualties, after a little more than one year of service.
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