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...took a regiment of "the finest infantry that ever trod the earth . . . soldiers that Caesar or Napoleon would have given their right arms for, soldiers that Lincoln would have given both arms for" to wipe out Lebanon. The 500 Lebanese nearly wiped out the 2,500 Confederates first. Readers North and South may be startled by Author Street's account of the sordidness, trickery, confusion and coldheartedness with which the most romanced-about of wars began, and by the role which he assigns to that "Machiavelli in homespun," Abraham Lincoln, in touching...
...their drills, which are usually held in the evenings, the Auxiliary Police are trained in marching rife formations, the technique of making an arrest, and elementary first aid. Military drill instills the sense of cohesion in the unit and gives the police the same advantage in riots that a regiment of regulars has against untrained men in warfare...
...born, 47 years ago, in the village of Furmanka. He was 20, long out of the village school and hardened to the farm, when the last Tsar's armies drafted him in 1915. He was a hardening young trooper in the cavalry when he went over with his regiment to the Red Revolution...
...Lieut. Maslov commanded a British Valentine (16-ton) tank. He had trouble pronouncing Valentine, but liked the tank. He had a snub nose, tow hair and knew English. He talked of Dickens, Chaucer and Sterne by the hour. He and others in his tank regiment gave Russian Correspondent Ilya Ehrenburg the best measure yet recorded of Allied aid to the U.S.S.R.: "Were our front only 100 miles long, we could say we have enough British tanks." The Russian front is 2,000 miles long...
Outside historic Petersburg some 800 hog-dirty, dog-tired soldiers of the 1st Battalion, 8th Quartermaster Training Regiment were sleeping soundly. A soft north-northeast breeze fanned the damp air; the lonely flashlight of a patrolling officer threaded the dark Virginia night; somewhere a mongrel pup howled plaintively. Suddenly came the long, heart-chilling shriek of dive-bombers, the rattle of machine guns, the dull, stomach-curdling thud of high explosives. Over the camp rolled clouds of black, evil-smelling smoke. Up went a cry: "Gas! Gas! Gaaaasss!" Out of their tiny olive-green tents tumbled soldiers, stuffing heads into...