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Sergeant Donald Lee of Her Majesty's famed Gloucestershire Regiment came home from prison camp in Korea to find his wife Maureen, 23, turned Communist. He had resisted Communist brainwashing for eleven months, but she had been convinced by studying pamphlets mailed her from Russia after her husband's capture, including "photographs of tortured women" and "proof" of U.S. warmongering. Said the sergeant: "Rubbish! I know the Americans. I was with them. They hate war as much...
...sound British critic has called 28-year-old Roger Nimier "one of the most brilliant writers in France," but there must be a lot of shocked Frenchmen who wish he had never learned to write. At 20, in 1945, Nimier joined the French 2nd Hussar Regiment and wound up in Germany at war's end. Five years later, in The Blue Hussar, he described French troops in action and occupation with a bite and candor that made most U.S. war novelists seem like self-pitying recruits. Now, even in a tasteless and jazzed-up translation, it is a novel...
Clad in a skimpy peasant smock, and never, never, turning her back to the camera, Miss Lollabridgia prances through her role as the daughter of a recruiting sergeant for Louis' Acquitanian Regiment. She breathes her lines with such feeling and langourous gusto that the shallow hussies of the American screen are put to shame. In fact, her lush performance is at times too enthralling. During Miss Lollabridgia's more decollete scenes, those lacking at least a smattering of French will find it impossible to concentrate on the English sub-titles...
Gibbet & Knot. Major André of the 54th Foot Regiment became the goat of the sorry affair. Handsome, cultivated, a poet-painter as well as adjutant general of the British Army in America, he was as eager for glory as Arnold. Let the American traitor turn over the fortress at West Point through André, and the young English major would be firmly set in his army career for life. Caught in civilian clothes at the very edge of success, tried and convicted as a spy, he gave the world a classic lesson in how a brave and debonair soldier...
...Kinds of Guts. After the Allied landings in Normandy and southern France, Navarre got command of an armored regiment of Moroccan Spahis, as part of General de Lattre's Army of the Rhine and Danube. One day while Navarre, the assiduous information gatherer, was reconnoitering alone along a forest road in a jeep, he found himself looking down the burp-gun barrels of the German rearguard-about 40 men. Navarre, who speaks excellent German, barked out: "Drop your guns. You are surrounded. You are my prisoners. March down that road and surrender to my Moroccans." The bluff worked...