Word: valtin
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Valtin, ex-OGPU agent who told all in his best-selling Out of the Night (1941), was jugged (and then released) as an undesirable alien (1942), served with the armed forces in the Pacific, and finally became a U.S. citizen last January, was still roller-coastering. In New Haven, Conn., the U.S. Attorney went to court to appeal the order giving him citizenship...
Americans have shown a willingness to take most of their information about communism and Russia from a curious and shameless lot of renegades. Krebs ("Valtin"), Kravehenko, and Budenz have followed each other, in renouncing the cause loudly in the tencent press. But it seems strange that a mere turnabout should qualify these men as respected experts; if, before, they were conspiratorial and totalitarian minded enemies of America and democracy, why are they now suddenly eligible for cocktail parties and the better publishing houses...
...Hartford, Conn., German-born Richard Julius ("Jan Valtin") Krebs, ex-Communist bravo whose bloody Out of the Night was a prewar bestseller, got his U.S. citizenship papers. In San Francisco, best-selling Philosopher Lin Yutang's 14-year-old daughter, Yu Hua, got into the U.S. on a visitor's permit-after a slight delay. The local immigration man claimed he had a "confidential" tip that she intended to stay for good, kept her aboard ship for two days & nights, finally took a chance...
...these are the men who did the sweating and slugging, who wrote the story of the 24th on Leyte, Mindoro, Luzon, Mindanao. For the general reader, the best parts are those in which Valtin is the observer, not the recorder. A G.I. wants a pair of pliers. Why? To salvage gold teeth from a dead Jap. "Use your rifle butt," says a friend...
...village square a tired rifleman sits down to eat a can of K-ration cheese. A fully armed Jap suddenly springs from an adjacent house, starts running away. The rifleman puts down the cheese, picks up his rifle, aims, fires twice. "Missed the bastard," he calls out to Valtin, sitting near by; "don't put my name in that book of yours...