Word: schmidts
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Momentarily overshadowed by the doom-clappers were the day-to-day, irritating small fry, Lords Haw-Haw and Hee-Haw, Lady Hee-Hee, Schmidt & Smith, Fritz & Fred. But not for long. With the invasion of the Low Countries a fact, the propagandists blared with renewed vigor. England's BBC continued its dry, unemotional, institutional adver-"ising of the Allied cause; Germany, trying hard to sell the righteousness of its aims to neutral listeners, found a man for American-language broadcasts, a pitchman-voiced commentator who called himself E. D. Ward...
...Berlin specializes in skits such as Schmidt & Smith, wherein Smith, a gouty Englishman, played by Lord Haw-Haw, who drops his baritone voice to basso range for the part, is forever getting bested by calm, confident German Schmidt...
...Niels Schmidt, an innkeeper on the tiny Danish island of Romb, mile and a half north of the long German sandspit called Sylt which Adolf Hitler set apart in 1933 as a "bird sanctuary," knew something remarkable was going to happen one night last week when, at 8:15 p.m., two big airplanes came diving down over him through the low-lying clouds "with crazy speed." They were headed for List, the settlement in Sylt's northern tip, whence (as all Danes know) most birds and all fishermen long since moved out to make way for a Nazi seaplane...
Within a minute, Landlord Schmidt heard eight loud explosions near List. He saw spouting pillars of fire. Then he heard the Sylt sirens start wailing, and searchlights shot up to finger the sky. Anti-aircraft guns started barking like a kennel of mastiffs aroused in the night. As the two bombers roared south, away from him down the length of Sylt, Herr Schmidt could hear other long-muzzled watchdogs take up the furious chorus...
...base down at Westernland, the anti-aircraft towers on the Hindenburg Damm (causeway) connecting the island umbilically with the mainland, and the seaplane base at Hörnum on the southeast tip 20 miles away-began thudding and crackling with bomb and gun explosions. For ten minutes more Herr Schmidt watched the show-biggest British air raid of the war-until, at 8:30 p.m., he "witnessed a spectacle such as I have never seen in my life. First I heard the explosion of a single bomb. A few seconds later another explosion literally illuminated the entire sky over Sylt...