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...debates on the Balkans have become as formalized as a ritual dance. Almost every non-Communist delegate considers the fact of Albanian and Bulgarian aid to the Greek guerrillas to be as fully proven as the law of gravity. Yet Soviet-bloc delegates insist blandly that it isn't so. At Lake Success last week, after weeks of tedious arguments, Russia's Andrei Vishinsky added a new twist to the choreography. He agreed that the rebels had received arms-but, he said, with a straight face, the arms had come from unnamed groups in France, Italy and Turkey...
Guards with Tommy guns peered down from the roof of Sofia's grandiose Hôtel Bulgarie, and armored cars toured the streets below. In the hotel's plush lobbies and corridors, swarthy Albanian colonels conferred importantly with bemedaled Czech generals; Polish officials huddled with thoughtful Hungarians. Vulko Chervenkov, new boss of Bulgaria, walked side by side with Ana Pauker, Stalin's Amazon satrap for Rumania. Over all watched the steady eyes of the Russians sent for the occasion from Moscow. The Cominform was meeting in full conclave. Chief item on the agenda: what to do about...
...attack, Greek government troops had shattered Communist forces in the Grammos region and had captured 8,000-ft. Mt. Grammos, long a formidable guerrilla stronghold. Government artillery commanded the whole northern ridge. All that remained, announced Athens, was to cut off the rebels' line of retreat to the Albanian border...
...wipe out the guerrillas this fall. The Communists had fought back hard. Even after being bombed and shelled, many stuck to their pinelog pillboxes, engaged the advancing government troops hand-to-hand. At nightfall, as a weird calm settled over the battlefields, U.N. observers spotted the dimmed lights of Albanian truck convoys moving up & down from the border, carrying off the wounded and bringing in reinforcements. Outside a Greek headquarters tent sat forlorn groups of Red prisoners awaiting interrogation. One of them, a former member of the Greek seamen's union, told of his odyssey. He had been recruited...
...ghostlike, empty village of Vronderon, near the Albanian border, one Lazanis Nestoridis, a private in the government army, pinned up a penciled notice on the front door of a two-story stone house. It read: "Friends, please do not remove the few remaining articles from this house. It's mine. I'm a soldier." Vronderon was Lazanis' home, which he had not seen in four years. The house was all he had left: his wife and children had been carried off by the retreating guerrillas. Lazanis told a visiting U.N. Balkans Commission team that 'his family...