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...propaganda campaign, reporters at CBS's shortwave listening post in Manhattan became fairly familiar with an impersonal, unaccented voice reading Nazi bulletins in English. One night in October, the voice identified itself as Fred Kaltenbach, from Iowa. Fred had a "letter" he wanted to read, to an old pal back home named Harry. Soon Fred got into the tall corn. One night he signed off with: "Well, Harry old man . . . give my regards to the folks back home in Ottumwa and Waterloo." At this CBS's ears pricked-a clue. Then, around Thanksgiving time, Fred said "punkin." That...
...first appeared in the first vol ume as a sensitive, acute, idealistic student arriving in Paris to attend the Normal School. Jerphanion, as a second lieu tenant, returns from leave in Paris. He renews his acquaintance with the trans forming fact of trench fear. He and his sardonic pal Fabre get relief in a joke, adapted from an article by Foch. Jerphanion asks Fabre what he thinks will happen that winter. Fabre clenches his fist. "This," he says, "that when the time comes, we shall charge the foe and let cold steel decide." Then they go off into gales...
...Stalin, but perhaps his dearest friends were Commissar for Heavy Industry Grigori Konstantinovich Ordjonkidze and Soviet Executive, Committee Secretary Avel Yenukidze. Ordjonkidze died "of a heart attack," Yenukidze before a firing squad. Defense Commissar Voroshilov has enjoyed the master's friendship and lived longer than anybody. Best pal of late years is said to be Leningrad Party Boss Andrei Alexandrovich Zhdanov, regarded as Stalin's heir. Last week rumors flew thick & fast that Comrade Zhdanov was on the skids. His birthday testimonial to Stalin failed to see the light of print...
...skeleton-faced, he was so tiny that a fellow-traveler once said to him: "Sonny, get up and give your seat to the gentleman." He read the Anatomy of Melancholy for his violent fits of blues, once cried out: "What have I not suffered from a look!" His good pal was hulking, roundheaded, roaring, witty, Rabelaisian Secretary of State Robert Toombs, great orator and charmer, who had once called Secessionists "bad men and traitors...
...about the U. S.-why our country is so goddam pro-British is more than I can understand. I fear our present sentiments would cause Washington, Hamilton and Patrick Henry to blush with embarrassment. We licked the damn English once, now why the hell do we have to pal around? If we do go in again it will be a bad mistake. One man can keep us out. I think most of us are willing to admit now that Franklin D. Roosevelt is our greatest president. If he keeps us out of this war, he will go down in history...