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The Star News can not be responsible for currency sent through the mails.___ MEMBER OF THE ASSOCIATED PRESS AND ALSO SERVED BY THE UNITED PRESS With confidence tn our armed forces—with the unbounding determination of our people— we will gain the Inevitable triumph—so help us God. Roosevelt’s War Message. THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 15, 1945. THOUGHT FOR TODAY The hand of God is upon them for good that seek Him. Ezra 8:22. -V Secrecy and Confusion Secrecy has been much in the news lately, and for obvious reasons. It has ranged from the ridiculous to the deeply serious. The first department was taken care of neatly by a White House game of possum, in which a Presidential secretary refused to admit that Harry Hopkins was out of town even after papers were carrying pictures of Mr. Hop kins taken overseas. _ _j. __i~ — of secrecy arose from the exchange of charges and explanations between Rep. Marcantonio of New York and Under Secretary of State Grew over the terms of the still-secret Italian-Allied armistice of September 3, 1943. This exchange simply added a little more confusion to a situation that has been a politi cal and diplomatic mess for almost a year and a half. During that time Italy has been a “cobelligerent,” whatever that may be. An American correspondent in that country re cently gave the status a clearer identifica tion when he called Italy “a sort of Allied enemy.” Mr. Marcantonio claimed that Italy lost her African colonies, the island of Pantelleria and possibly the port of Trieste through the armis tice terms. Mr. Grew answered that the armistice made no disposition of Italian ter ritories or frontiers. And he offered the add ed note that, while the armistice was conclud ed on an unconditional-surrender basis, it had not been necessary to apply the original terms because of Italy’s “co-belligerency.” : All that leaves the Italian and American and British people knowing just about as much as they did before. They know that Italian forces are fighting beside the Allies to the extent of strength which the armistice allows them. They know that the Allies are still holding thousands of co-belligerent Italy’s soldiers as prisoners of war. They know that the Italians welcomed the Allies as liberators when they entered Rome, no matter how the armistice intended they should be regarded. But it is no secret that the Italians in Allied-occupied territory aren’t eating as well as they did under Mussolini and the German occupation. They know that Italy is neither conquered nor self-govern ina. The Italians are living in a state of uncer tainty and confusion. Their country’s finan cial structure is reported to be on the verge of collapse as a result. Yet their govern ment seems anxious to please, willing to con tinue the war, and hopeful of eventual solu tion. It is time that Italy is treated either as a conquered enemy or as an ally, and that the terms under which she is to exist be made known. -—-V-—-— Too Optimistic Those war leaders who used to talk tbout conquering the submarine menace were too optimistic. Progress has been made from the early days of the war when the U-boats sported off the Atlantic seaboard like cat fish in a creek, but they haven’t been con quered. There has lately been renewed ac tivity. Recent report of long-range sub marines, sniping at Allied convoys bound in and out of Canadian ports, tell of a Canadian warship being torpedoed and five merchant vessels sent to the bottom within a period of 22 days off Nova Scotia. There is disclosure that the U-boats have been equipped with “breather” deviices en abling long cruises from home ports. These wolves of the sea have not been conquered. It is almost impossible to destroy them in their home pens. They become bigger and more destructive and must always be fought. There are many new, “secret” weapons which have been de veloped under the stress of all-out war but this old one, with nothing secret about it, is still one of the most powerful, most dreaded. Island Empires Decline Decline of the Jap Navy, once a great weapon, with prospect that it will be re duced finally to little or nothing, means the eventual end of the island empire. For that matter, any island empire is in a tough spot from now on, as a navy is at once a force and a liability; a weapon and a tar get. A few bomber plans can sink a battleship in a few minutes; it has been done. A battle ship these days has to have a protecting swarm of others, smaller vessels, small planes. Destroyers and cruisers must go ahead to ward torpedo blows from submar ines and planes must carefully keep watch to stand off bombers. Island empires can be blockaded and starved. The home land can easily become a jail. The colonies capnot be protected by the navy as formerly. In a world of mod ernized weapons and warfare, the island em pire becomes just an island. The empire falls apart. To be a great power a nation must be a continental empire or republic. It must be self-contained. It too must have a navy but it is not solely dependent upon it. Pro tected by outlying island bases, ( it has some chance to survive. A few years ago the great powers were listed as the United States of America, Great Britain, Germany, France and Japan. Since then Russia has risen, a great continental power. France was practically swept from the list. Japan is going. Britain sees her vulnerability and her statemen are doing all possible to retain a status as “great.” She must have allies to do that. The war shows Even in olden days the island empires rose and fell—Spain and Portugal, Holland, Rome (which for all practical purposes was an island). The time came when they could not protect, hold their colonies, and down they went. America is truly a lucky land, her people fortunate, residing on a great, broad continent. -V Recognizing Veterans We have been told of an honorably dis charged and thrice-decorated soldier who, shortly after returning to civilian life in his home town, put on his uniform again. A friend met him on the streetand asked him if he had been called back into the service. "No,'' the soldier said, “I put my uniform back on because I got so tired of having people ask me why a young man my age wasn't in the Army.’’ That young soldier w!as issued an honorable discharge pin when he left the service. Pre sumably he wore it on the lapel of his civi lian suit. And presumably the people who asked him why he wasn't in uniform had no idea of what the pin signified, if they saw it at all. So perhaps it is time that all of us started taking notice. The discharge pin is plastic, and the insigne is a gold-plated eagle within a circle, with the wings extending beyond the circle’s edge. These pins are given to all honorably dis charged men and women when they leave the service. They should be worn by the thousands who have already returned to civi lian life, and by the millions who will fol low them. And they ought to be recognized by all who see them. They are proud dis tinctions, and they should earn their wearers special consideration and freedom from hard looks and tiresome questions -V Common Sense Although the immediate future for High school seniors is not as bright as it has been, especially for the boys, since the armed forces wait for them, the students will soon be looking forward as usual to the commence ment exercises. It is a new mark, an opening door, life waiting and nothing can keep a youngster from seeing lots of blue in the skies. Many of the classes have in the last few years adopted a custom of furnishing their own commencement speakers. The proces sion of solemnities advising them that the world is theirs, to be swung by the tail as they like, is decreasing. Bright boys and girls take the place of the old-time speakers, who quoted Latin and advised the hitching of wagons to stars. The youngsters prefer something more approachable, such as a good trade or preparation for a profession. Some of the announced plans call for replacement of those who told the graduates they could become President if they watched their step. That was silly even before Roosevelt. The students know now there isn’t even a chance to become vice president. Realism has struck the commencement exercises. --V Job For Police Reported plan of President Roosevelt for international policing of Germany for 25 years seems in line with the general idea that force must be the big persuader in prevent ing a new war about 25 years hence. There was for a while a notion that Germany must be re-educated but it will require more than schoolroom tactics to keep the peace. The Germans will be sullen, resentful, vindictive after defeat. A policemar) is re quired for such persons. Even enlightened America has police departments in every city for such mean-natured persons. Even .almost every village must have its lone “chief of police’’ and you’ll notice that he wears a gun. It is the most prominent part of his attire. After what has happened, 25 years of keep ing an international police force on the beat seems hardly enough. Before the police re tire from the scene the German nature must be changed, transformed into something sweet and peaceful, rather lamblike, doing good instead of evil. And that is going to be quite a job. (Editor’s note.—The Star accepts no re sponsibility for the personal views of Mr. Pegler, and often disagrees with them as much as many of his readers. His articles serve the good purpose of making people think.) By WESTBROOK PEGLER (Copyright, 1945, by King Features Syndicate.) Like Mrs. Roosevelt, I sometimes take oc casion to roll a log for a friend who has dashed off a book of living human document, as the left-wing reviews say. This, then, is a plug for a gloating, play by-play report of the Communists’ manipula tion of the confusion and fears, the patriotism and doubts of the loyal, native American peo ple in the presidential and congressional cam paigns preceding our recent solemn referen dum. It is the story of the Political Action Committee, entitled The First Round. A word, first, about the author. His name is given as Joseph Gaer and his portrait on the back flap is reminiscent of the early photographs of Leon Trotsky. The biographical data says he was born in Bes sarabia, then a part of Russia, in 1897, which would make him 48 years old today, and came to Canada in 1913, the year before the best manhood of Canada went off to Europe to die by thousands in a war against the ty ranny of the Kaiser. Aitnougn ne was tnen, nice money muman, David Dubinsky and many other immigrants from Russia, a refugee from oppression and terror, it appears from his biography that, like these others, he formed in the land of promise preocct|pations which made it impos sible for him to Join the impetuous Canadian heroes in the defense of the land in which he found pleasant and secure asylum. While the Pats, the Canadian E'lack Watch and the heroic 97th battalion, largely com posed of American volunteers, were fighting in France. Mr. Gaer was improving his mind in Canadian schools. He was 17 years old when the war broke out, the same age as many Canadians who went off at once and 20 years old when, in 1917, he honored the United States with his immigration. This may be remembered as the year when the United States, too, joined the war so, here, again, in the second country of his adoption in three years, Mr. Gaer was confronted with an op portunity if not a temptation to make the world safe for democracy. We find in his biography, however, no men tion of any military service with either the Canadians or the Americans. We learn that he studied medicine and that ever since, his activities have been “astonishingly varied.” He has written on Biblical folklore and com parative religion, on “consumer problems,” a favorite topic of Communist propaganda and social and farm security. He has been, in turn, editor and chief field supervisor of the New Deal-Communist Federal Writers’ proj ect, consultant to the Farm Security admin istration, special assistant to the Secretary of the Treasury and “consulting expert” in edu cation to the War Finance division of the Treasury department. Altogether, Mr. Gaer has given generously of himself to change the constitutional gov ernment of the United States according to his Bessarabian predilections. By what door or hole he entered the Roosevelt bureaucracy we are not privileged to know, but the Dies com mittee has told us that it was very hospitable to sedentary and vocal but non-physical fight ers against Fascism of whom Mr. Gaer is one of the most aggressive. His book, which costs $2.50, is a remark ably confiding record of the exact plan of operation and propaganda by which the PAC Communist campaign was run. So, at the cost of sluicing a few honest American dollars into his royalties, I commend it to patriotic study groups in preparation for the future. The author, of course, does not take us sntirely into his confidence as to the inner conspiracy. But, such is the contempt of the continental ideologist for the naive intelligence of the average American voter, that Gaer does not hesitate to tell how the simple na tives were gassed with canned speeches and arguments agreeable to Earl Browder, in J t M 11. _ nlr iUI In onH organized into a gigantic battalion of boobs to work, day and night, for the abolition of their own liberties. He gives, verbatim, sam ples of corny little radio blurts of 20. 30 and 15 seconds and a specimen five-minute dra matic propaganda skirt, all couched in terms applicable to the credulous native American political mentality. To refer now to Mr. Gaer's past activity as “consultant” to the Farm Security admin istration, we begin to trace the conspiracy through the Roosevelt government even at a time when Roosevelt was denying any con nection with the PAC. Noting first that Gaer never worked as a farmer or at any other arduous physical toil, we then observe that this bureau wields great economic power over the individual American small farmer through financial aid. His chief at the FSA was the national director, C. B. B'aldwin, who went over to the PAC as Sid ney Hillman’s chief assistant when the Com munist campaign of 1944 began. From the PAC, Baldwin and his associates made many telephone calls to Mrs. Roosevelt and David K. Niles, born Nyhaus, at the White House, to the Departments of Agriculture and Justice and to rural offices of the Farm Se curity administration where Balwin's old and beholden subordinates were still in charge. In some rural Alabama districts the FSA paid the poll taxes of delinquent voters in violation of state laws of Alabama intended to prevent the purchase of votes and in fla grant violation of the federal laws concerning the use of public money for the corruption of the ballot. Among those Congressmen who were beat en by the PAC under Baldwin and the highly Intelluctual Bessarabian, late of the FSA, was Joe Starnes, of Alabama, a member of the Dies committee. Unlike Gaer and, for that matter, unlike Henry Wallace, himself, and Sidney Hillman, Starnes was a combat soldier in the First World war. And, again unlike them’ he is serving in the present war. He joined the Army as soon as his term ended in the hope, as he says, that it will be his privilege to see combat again. With these marginal notes for guidance I earnestly recommend the first round, by o seph Gaer, of Bessarabia, for whose life, se curity and ease American soldiers of two gen erations have ,fought and died. HOME ON THE RANGE M6B8YTHIS v WllTWAW , I l itootab^ mm pqu* 1 jgjMffHEKTS a\ Your War-With Ernie Pyle By ERNIE PYLE SAN FRANCISCO — I think it permissible to mention in this col umn the two big things that have grown out of the column, since so many people ask me about them. They are the book "Brave Men” and the movie, “Story of G. I. Joe.” First for the book. It was al most impossible for you to buy one in late December and early January. That was because of pa per rationing. The publishers, Hen ry Holt & Co., simply couldn’t beg, borrow or steal enough paper. Holt's finally succeded in print ing 239,000 in 1944, and they were all sold before they were printed. In addition, the Book-of-the-Month Club printed 415.000, which I un derstand is their biggest first month’s sale in history. (No harm in a little bragging, is there?) On New Year’s Day the 1945 paper quota opened, and Holt’s be gan a new printing of a quarter of a million. They go out to book stores over the country in monthly driblets of about 75.000, so you should be able to buy the book by the time this is printed. Pro vided, of course, that you still want it, and if you don't I'll send my hatchet man around to chop your head off. Holt’s say the book will pass a million by late spring. The previ ous book “Here Is Your War,” is past a million and a quarter. Don't you wish you were a great big wonderful author like me? I finally got around to reading "Brave Men" myself — something which I’ve not yet succeeded in doing to "Here Is Your War.” I read it for the purpose of making typographical corrections, and bringing little incidents about the men in it up to date, for later printings. And when I finished, I counted up and found that 15 of my friends in it had been killed just since I came back to America. That many I know of, because their families have written me. Doubtless there are many more that I haven't heard about. * * • W’hile we’re writing' about the book. I want to use this device to thank all the reviewers who were so kind. I had intended writing each one of them a letter, but hell there are lots of things you intend to do. There aren’t many experiences more pleasant than reading nice things about yourself. And the book reviewers were certainly gentle with me. Old wartime acquaintances, such as Cy Sulzberger and Ira Wolfert and Quentin Reynolds, put a lump in my throat by the nice things they said. And others by people I’ve never known were touchingly beautiful. To every one of you who wrote so feelingly about this book, herewith is my deep gratitude. * * * As you know, the book, except for the last chapter, was simply a reprint of the columns I’d sent back to the papers from Sicily, Italy, England and France. No changes were made in them. But in some instances they were reassembled in order to put simi lar subjects all in the same chap ter. This work was done by a vi vacious little creature who works for Holt’s, named Judy Underhill. The other big hands in the pub lishing of the book were Holt’s em ployes named Helen Taylor and Bill Sloane, both of whom have become good friends through our slight association in these two books. The title “Brave Men’’ w’as given the book by my boss, Lee Miller, of Scripps-Howard Newspa pers. First proofs were flown to me in France in early August, and I made and cabled back what cor rections I could. I wrote the last chapter in France in August, and cabled it back. By the time I got home the book was rolling off the presses. The very first copy was auto graphed by all the Holt’s people who work in the Trade Depart ment, and sent to me in Albuquer que. I sent a few copies to friends overseas, gave a few hundred to friends in America, and have since autographed about 1000 more around the country. Once I autographed 175 books in 45 minutes. Along toward the end I’d have to stop and think how to spell my name. For years I haven't knowrn where I am, and now I don’t know who I am. Oh goodness, oh goodness me. WITH THE AEF: Touring The Siegfried Line By THOBURN WIANT (Substituting for Kenneth L. Dixon) WITH THE U. S. 90TH DIVI SION WEST OF PRUEM, Ger many.—(tfl—Pat Mitchell of New York, and energetic Stars and Stripes correspondent who for merly worked for the New York World-Telegram, suggests a week end in the Siegfried Line so we take off in his beat-up jeep through a driving rain. Soon our arms are sore from operating windshield wipers which only slightly improve our vision for about two seconds per swipe. En route to the 90th Division through axle-deep mud we pass through St. Vith, a town in name only. St. Vith died a horrible death from Allied bombs. It once contained 400 buildings but only nine are standing. The effect of the bombing was the same as a steamroller on a crate of eggs. Rain and more rain. Passing vehicles throw mud over us. Mit chell resembles an African. “You should look in the mirror if you think I’m filthy,” he says. It is getting dark as we cross the German border. We are about reconciled to spending the night in the jeep when we spot a mili tary policeman. “The next town,” he says, when we ask for the 90th Division. We are so close to the Germans that we can’t show any light. We grope around until we find Capt. James C. McNamara of Sioux Falls, S. D., a public relations officer who formerly was a Los Angeles radio man. Few houses of the little Ger man town are still standing but McNamara finds a place for us to sleep. The next room is occu pied by seven cows, one sheep, me dog and one cat. ; “This isn’t exactly the Waldorf, but it’s the best we have,” says McNamara. Col. John C. Whitcomb of Dur ham, N. C., chief of staff, has picked up a story about a re placement soldier found walking away from the front. ‘‘You’re going the wrong way, son,” the commanding officer told him. ‘‘The front's the other way.” “I know it, sir,” the replace ment replied. “I’m within 200 yards of the Krauts but my sights are set for 500. I’m mov ing back so I can start shoot ing.” Lt. Cot. Robert P. Booth of Eugene, Ore., reports his men working over one or more than 200 pillboxes knocked out by the 90th saw seven Germans come out with their hands up. The Americans searched them and went inside to check the pillbox. On the floor was a German of ficer with a bullet through his head.' Under questioning, the soldiers said the officer had re fused to let them surrender. Our animal neighbors start stirring at daybreak so it’s use less to try to sleep longer. Then we hear some noise in another room. There are six GI’s pound ing typewriters and running off mimeographed copies of the ‘‘Sniper,” the division’s daily newspaper. McNamara’s staff, headed by Pvt. James T. Delbello i of Chicago, hasn’t failed to pub lish since D-plus-18 although the i outfit’s always been in artillery i range. They wore out their orig- i inal mimeograph machine and ■ now are using a “liberated” Ger- ' man one. ( Delbello’s assistants are Pvts. ; David C. Rattner of the Bronx, I N. Y.; Bernard Berlin of New York City! Pfc. Pierre Charpen- < tier of Lynbrook, Long island, N. 1 Y.; Cpl. Gerald Buckles of Glen wood Springs. Colo.;; and Sgt. Herbert Peake of Chenango Bridge, N. Y. --V Meat loaves can be extended by mixing with bread, oatmeal, ground carrots, mashed potatoes, cooked rice or oatmeaL BUY WAR BONDS AND STAMPS The Literary Guidepost By W. G. ROGERS “China After Seven Years Of War,” edited by Holllngton K. Tong (Macmillan; $21. This compendium of informa tion about the Chinese at war is a salutary anecdote to grumbling about the shortage of cigarettes, coal, meat, train accommodations and other items. We know there's a war on because we have to go without luxuries; most other peo ples sharing the brunt of this global struggle know about it oecause they have to go without 1 necessities. Some chapters on the heroism ' of our Asiatic allies will thrill rou. Seven writers describe the •ace of China after seven years of ;onflict. They are brutally far ;ual. , “Vinegar Joe” Stilwell. Gordon I 5. Seagrave. the medical mission iry, and “.Timmy” Doolittle fig-i ire in these pages. Stilwell re mains in them as the book closes hough it was last fall when he vas recalled by his government, rhe recall settled a dispute with Chinese officialdom but did not : ipparently clear up the merits of ; he dispute. , If that is too hot a question for i even writers, it’s probably too lot for one lone reviewer. This book’s purpose was not political of course, but social. While ®» sufferings and hardships endur« by the Chinese arouse and de serve our sympathy, they rem® us that victory over Japan won necessarily bring them prompt; to an end. •China Among The Powers'", M David Nelson Rowe (Harcoun, Brace, $2). Read this book about China tomorrow, after the one above on China today, and you will hart done this week’s assignment o'1 the Far East. Rowe studies China’s military, political, economic and s°C:! renditions with reference to h*r place in the peacetime world. .vill be unable to defend herseu, ,viU need foreign aid for indu* valuation, will have to refor® \er government. . The essential, in his opinion. ■ ig-.eement among the big *nte.r‘ rated powers, the U. S-, KU8S1* tnd Britain, on a general f8f Eastern policy. There would he aevifioes on everyone's part. B-* f you think it's going to be hard ,n our Allies and ourselves, }'oU houid note Rowe’s plans for rapan and his ideas of what pr® lefeat. Interpreting The War By KIRke L SIMPSov Associated Prpc* w, ;UN Slow recession lS re^al!'5t flood waters in the West °> tually immobilizing Allied Vlt* mg power along the r„ ^ Maas. It encourages belie? ani General Eisenhowe? \tn ^ throw full offensive -Jl ,'*» action there to match net > ' sian penetrations in the double the threa* tr n W t!lat menace Dresden Berlln *>* Field dispatches from the ah command centers make ^ ^ that Preparation for a‘ u “^ pile-driver smash has 3** stage where only terrain conjl* are withholding a Thev s at least two powerful and S" inactive armies. t.,» Am„ Jt Ninth and the British Second s? ?Lngeiat^the enforced delay'll the flood runoff oi combined fi and Nazi blown dams i, corJ enough to permit major opera?* Russian forces in the Oder Vs! ey are knocking ar the gateway? to Saxony north of the Sudete mountains. Below two-thirds circled Breslau, Ukrainian troons have expanded their trans-0d»r bridgehead to the north, south and west to come virtually abreast of comrades to the north menacins Berlin along the middle Oder. * tt.onev s Ukrainians have swept beyond the Oder to the Sudeten foothills. They hold an arc that reaches from captured Striegau. 35 miles west of Breslau, to the Sorau area due south of the left flank of White Russian armies at the Bober-Ouer confluence where the Berlin siege ring begins. Within that arc lie the head waters of the Bober and the Queis rivers, two of the three possible water barriers guarding the road to Dresden, Leipsig and all Saxony and protecting Berlin from the southeast. Only the Neisse defense line remains and Marshal Konev'i advance elements were within less than 20 miles of it in the Sorau region by Berlin admission. They are even closer to the west of cap tured Bunzlau along the direct Breslau-Dresden road. There is no doubt, nevertheless, that the Russian sweep across the Oder valley has brought Dresden into virtually as imminent a peril as Berlin. It covers not only every approach to the plains of eastern Saxony around the north end of the Sudeten range, but also every mountain pass route. The Nazi plight on that sector fully warrants Berlin intimations that the situation there is even graver than that of Berlin, Rus cenral plain of Germany could do sian penetration in force of Sax ony to carry the battle in to the great central plain of Germany could do more to disrupt Nazi plans for an organized last stand of any duration there than could the reduction of Berlin -V Daily Prayer FOR LOYALTY Thou art the King of kings and the Lord of lords, 0 sovereign God, our Creator and Ruler and Re deemer We would acknowledge Thee as supreme in all our lives. May no events on earth siiake our loyalty to Thee. In direst disaster, our nearts wouiq ci\, auuugu slay me, yet will I trust Him Bestow on us, we humbly pray, this boon of steadfastness. Com prehended within this master loy alty, may all lesser loyalties be included and purified and made strong. Teach us ever-increasing fidelity to our Country, and to her laws. To our dear ones, to our sons in service, and to the sacred cause for which they fight, may we be utterly loyal in word and deed. Deliver us, 0 Lord, from the blight of petty discontents and criticism, and enable us to caii. on as those who follow1 in the i°^‘ steps of Thy loyal Son. Amen— T.E. WEDS WESTON, Mass., Feb. 14—(UP) —Edward T. (Eddie) Collins, a member of baseball's hall of fame and general manager of the Bos ton Red Sox, was married late yesterday to Mrs Emily Tan* Hall of Brookline. The marriage, second for both, was at St. Peters Episcopal church in Weston.