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...Klement Gottwald...
...various jobs in the government or party. But not Vladimir Clementis, a deadly enemy. In 1949, Clementis was representing his country at the U.N. in New York when he heard the first rumblings from home that Slansky had the knife out. On U.S. soil, Clementis felt safe. But President Gottwald sent Clementis' wife to New York to reassure him that he could safely come home. Clementis returned to Prague, and then found that Gottwald could not or would not shield...
Last week Clementis identified himself as a spy and traitor, and said that, like Slansky, he had tried to kill Gottwald, his dear friend. He fingered John Foster Dulles of the U.S., Britain's Sir Gladwyn Jebb, and Ales Bebler of Yugoslavia as "spies." Ludvik Frejka, author of the Czechoslovak two-and five-year plans, took the stand to confess: "I sabotaged in such a way that there is still rationing of electricity and food in Czechoslovakia." The wife of accused former Deputy Foreign Minister Arthur London wrote the court that she at first believed her husband innocent...
...Abyss. Underneath the ugly sputterings of antiSemitism, the real motive force of the trial seemed to be the factional war between Gottwald and Slansky which has been waged for years. The U.S. State Department theorized that Moscow had been determined to smash one faction or the other to keep the Czech party malleable. But why Slansky instead of Gottwald? Gottwald had long been known as a nationalist first and a Communist second, whereas Slansky had always been the pure type of international Muscovite, without a trace of state allegiance. The only explanation was that at the moment, in the most...
...Klement Gottwald and the younger men in his group-Prime Minister Zapotocky, Foreign Minister Siroy, Defense Minister Cepika (Gottwald's son-in-law) -knew they had had a narrow escape, that their turn might come any time. Truly they are, in Slansky's words, men of two faces. One face is turned toward the brazen sun of power and privilege, the other toward the abyss on whose brink they stand...