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THE CARROLLTON CHRONICLE
Friday, March 21, 1941
ATTACK 'r
ON
AMERICA
PRIVATE PURKEY WRITES
AGAIN
Dear Ma—
Well when I first got called in the
draft I was told no soldiers wud be
sent to Europe and that I was just
going to get a year’s training just in
case but everything I here on the
radio sounds like I am not up here
just for fizzical kulshur. I see the
lease-lend bill is all but past and all
I am still wondering is if I go with
the lease.
• • •
Nobody in my divishun seems to
no what the lease-lend bill is all
about except that it is for all aid to
England short of war and the boys
say you can be a midget in this
army and not be too short for war,
so I gess if war comes there is no
way out for me, mom.
• • •
I am still getting a lot of instruck-
shuns in how to saloot and from all
the emphassiss
put on salooting I
gess there are
some people who
are so old-fash-
ened they think
this war is going
to be as polite as
the last one. I am
gradually getting used to going
around with a gun. At first this
felt very funny as all my life I was
brung up to avoid weapons.
• • •
The life here is pretty confining as
I sed before and how I wud like a
week end auto trip to no place spe-
cial! It wud also be a big kick to be
abel to talk back to people whenever
I wanted to like in sivilian life. Up
here if you talk back to anybuddy
you wind up in the gard house.
• • •
I got reprimmandid for smoking
cigarettes while marching. The cap-
tin was very sore and sed it wuz
against the rules and he sed it was
bad for my lungs also. What made
him sore was when I asked him not
to worry about my lungs but start
worrying about my feet.
...
Well, mom, now I know why they
went over my teeth so carefuly in
the draft test. I
could not under-
stand why the
doctors made so
much fuss about
my teeth but it is
all clere now
since I got some
of the beef the
army uses in beef stew. The cows
they get it from must be half ele-
phant, ma. I wish Mr. Nuddson of
the defense bored wud do something
about getting sharper knifes for sol-
diers.
• • •
If this army life dont do nothing
else for me, mom, it will make me
appreshiate good coffee. I gess they
use tobacco leaves for coffee in the
army. The boys say the cook dont
know how to make coffee which I
gess has ben true all through the
history of armies and navies and I
dont see why the U. S. dont have a
secretary of coffee just like a secre-
tary of war so a cup of java will
taste like a cup of java and not like
a hot brake smells.
) * ’ r
/ I still got that chance to join a
tafik corpse like I wrote you but dont
worry as they are still using ice
wagons for tanks and I wud look
pretty going to war in an ice wagon,
wudn’t I, ma?
Well this is all for now so I close
with love.
• Oscar.
• • •
THE CHILDREN’S HOUR
Between the dark and the daylight,
When the night is beginning to
lower,
Comes a pause in the day’s occupa-
tion
That is known as the Children’s
Hour.
I see there beside the loudspeaker
i The innocent, sWeet little dears
While stories of gangsters and
bump-offs
Are brought to their infantile ears.
From four until seven they sit
there—
Enslaved by the programs’ ap-
peal,
And hear of the gats and the gun
molls
And terrible mobsters who squeal.
Cowboys and horses and rustlers,
Love and the wages of sin,
Kidnapers, death and destruction,
Maniacs, arson and gin.
The serial, ah, how it grips ’em!
Enveloping all in its power;
If the kids ain’t in jail when they’re
fifteen
Then no thanks to the air “Chil-
dren’s Hour.”
—Mary Holland Gordon.
• • •
Probably whenever anything
goes wrong with Hitler he ex-
claims, “It must be something I
hate!”
• • •
We take no stock in Fiorello La-
Guardia's statement that he will not
run for mayor of New York again.
His auto siren is in too good shape
and his fire helmet isn’t nearly worn
out.
• • *
Add similes: he looked as bat-
tered as if he had been protect-
ed by the Nazis.
“Kelly field in flames.”
THE STORY SO FAR: Colonel Flag-
will, acting chief of G-2, U. S. military
intelligence department, estimated ther*
were 200,000 European troops In Mexi-
co preparing for an attack on the Unit-
ed States. Posing as Bromlitz, an Amer-
ican traitor captured in Paris, Intelli-
gence Officer Henning went to Mexico
City where he was unsuspectingly ac-
cepted as an officer by Van Hassek,
leader of the foreign armed forces in
Mexico. Finckv, another enemy officer,
CHAPTER VI—Continued
“I read a news flash on the Presi-
dent’s ultimatum in the San Antonio
papers last night before I took off
for Washington, sir,” Benning said.
“If my opinion is worth anything,
Colonel, Ruiz will merely stall
around in a play for time. He’s con-
trolled wholly by Van Hassek.”
“We’re getting ready to mobilize
the army and National Guard, Ben-
ning.” Flagwill rubbed a torment-
ed hand across his brow. “Gad,
what a headache if it finally comes
to that!
“We’ll be lucky if we get any-
thing mobilized before Van Hassek
hits us,” Benning predicted. “I
mean if we wait much longer.”
“Wait? Wait? What else can we
do but wait? The people just sim-
ply refuse to believe we’re vulnera-
ble, Benning. Late yesterday a
prominent senator dressed down the
President for sending an ultimatum
to Ruiz. Said the present troubled
time is not one to rock the boat—
intimated the President was play-
ing politics. The press gave that
statesman almost as much space
as it gave the ultimatum. But now
you get busy and type out your re-
port in detail, Benning. General
Hague has called a General Staff
conference for eight o’clock. Hague
has been at his desk constantly since
your report came in yesterday—no
one around here has had any sleep.
I’ll be back as soon as possible.”
Benning dictated to a confidential
clerk his report covering his move-
ments and observations from the
day of his arrival in Paris.
This done, he reproduced from
memory the Van Hassek operations
map with its numerous sinister red
arrows indicating points of possible
invasion of the United States by a
major land force supported by war-
ships and aircraft.
Colonel Flagwill came in from
staff conference, his face gravely
tense.
"What’s fretting the President is
his next move. G-2 has canvassed
public opinion throughout our nine
corps areas and finds the public isn’t
very much excited over the Mexi-
can situation. The President’s ulti-
matum stirred up more curios-
ity than alarm in the country. Too
many newspapers treat the matter
apathetically, or question the vigor
and finality with which the Presi-
dent went after Ruiz.”
A stenographer brought in Hen-
ning’s complete report and Fiag-
will seized it avidly. His brows met
as he came to the scene in Van
Hassek’s quarters at the Palacio
Nacional.
"You say, Benning, you saw a
black flag with crossed sabers with
your own eyes—and all the officers
saluted it?" he asked sharply.
"Yes, sir.”
"You didn’t tell me that in your
verbal account. Man, that’s vital
information! That same flag has
been showing up in Europe among
the armies of the Coalition Powers.
It’s also been reported in Tokio and
China. Reports have leaked out that
the militarists are rallying behind
that flag, hell-bent on taking mat-
ters in their own hands if necessary.
Of course, that’s a subterfuge for
Coalition governments to maneu-
ver behind while they keep up a
pretense of peace negotiations. But
the presence of that flag in Van
Hassek’s headquarters is highly sig-
nificant. I’ll take your report at
once to General Hague.”
Benning spent morning and after-
noon checking over the G-2 reports
on complications and developments
the world over. Notes of ambassa-
dors, consuls, army and navy at-
taches in foreign capitals, and sum-
maries of press clippings all reflect-
ed the unrest and tension that
gripped the world.
Europe continued a maelstrom of
rumor. Germany, Italy, Spain, and
their allied Balkan states were shut
off by rigid censorship. On the plea
of internal necessity they had closed
their frontiers to foreigners, denied
aliens all use of mails and wire
communications. Similar action had
been taken by Japan. Unverified
reports came from China of heavy
troop concentrations north of Shang-
INSTALLMENT FIVE
soon took him into his confidence. Ben-
ning was joined in Mexico City by Lu-
cette Ducos, a French spy, who told
him that Bromlitz had escaped. lie re-
turned to Washington after learning Van
Hassek’s plans for an invasion of the
United States. Acting on thy basis of
this information the President sent an
ultimatum to Mexico demanding an im-
mediate explanation of the foreign
troops on her soil.
Now continue with the story.
« X * #
hai together with concentration of
transport fleets. Russia had drawn
off to herself behind an unbreakable
curtain of censorship. Diplomacy ad-
mittedly had broken down the world
over, fretted capitals waited in the
grip of fear for the next moves in
a world gone mad.
Only in the United States was
there tranquillity left, a lack of fear
and tension. G-2 reports gave the
same story from over the country.
There was lively interest but little
tension. War was something on re-
mote horizons, isolated by broad
seas. America wanted nothing to
do with it, wished only to be left
alone with her peaceful intentions.
Therefore no harm could come. The
war scare was jingoistic poppycock
promoted by militarists in their
quest of heavier appropriations for
armaments. Just as though recent
millions pledged to them were in-
sufficient. As for those mercenary
troops in the Mexican army, our
own army could gobble them up in
a jiffy if they were senseless enough
to start anything.
During the day Benning saw little
of Flagwill. Endless staff confer-
ences were being held, the whole
War and Navy Departments a bee-
hive of strained activity. A new
plan was hot in the making, a tor-
tured, impossible plan, out of which
the best must be drawn.
It was a plan to meet the one
emergency for which the United
States was wholly and utterly un-
prepared, the emergency of sudden
invasion.
At Fort Sam Houston, on the out-
skirts of San Antonio, Lieutenant
Colonel Bart, Corps Area G-2 Chief,
received a disturbing bit of informa-
tion late in the day. Shortly after
sunset a formation, identified as
bombers, had passed over the Rio
Grande at a point west of Browns-
ville, headed north.
Bart had telephoned the villages
of Kingsville, Gregory, Skidmore,
Beeville, and Kennedy to the north
of the border, in Texas,- without
picking up any further report of the
flight, from which he concluded that
the bombers must have taken out
across the Gulf of Mexico.
He had alerted Galveston and New
Orleans, but as the evening passed
no reports came from those cities.
Neither Kelly Field nor Randolph
Field had any planes out. A query
to Washington brought the response
that no American bombers were
known to be in the lower Texas re-
gion or along the Gulf of Mexico.
The reported bomber expedition
had followed a series of reports dur-
ing the afternoon that had put Gen-
eral Brill and the whole corps area
on the jagged edge. A Mexican had
brought into Laredo the report that
heavy motorized divisions were
spending the day in screened biv-
ouacs in Coahuila and Nueva Leon.
Half an hour later came news
from Colonel Denn that was not to
be ignored.
“Four flights have passed over La-
redo within the past fifteen min-
utes,” Denn said. "If my ears know
an American plane these were not
American. They were headed about
due north, and traveling high and
fast.”
General Brill calmly made his own
estimate of the situation. Parked in
the grounds of Fort Sam Houston
were the sixteen hundred shining
new trucks of the Second Division,
together with the division’s materi-
al and supplies. The Second, alert-
ed and with all leaves suspended,
was in barracks and camp ready
for emergency. At Kelly and Ran-
dolph Fields, near-by, were the
planes and supplies used in training
a small new army of pilots for an
expanded air service.
"Have the Second Division get
their trucks out of here as soon as
possible,” he directed his chief of
staff. "They’ll also disperse their
artillery. Notify the mayor of San
Antonio and suggest that he have
NEXT WEEK
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all lights cut off. Nc’.lfy the flying
fields of our information. Notify Ea-
gle Pass and Fort Bliss.”
He paused to receive another re-
port from Bart.
“Sir, Third Army Headquarters
just called in from Atlanta. They’ve
a report from Charleston of bomb-
ers flying high over that city at
ten-seventeen o’clock, heading north
by east.”
Outside there was orderly commo-
tion. Troops were pouring out of bar-
racks and bivouac camps already,
the first drivers were moving their
trucks out of the fort.
Another report from Colonel Denn.
The colonel’s voice now crackled
with intensity. One of his intelli-
gence scouts, disguised as a Mexi-
can peon, had the word from friend-
ly Mexicans that a heavy motor
column was moving north from the
vicinity of Palo Blanco. Another
column was reported moving by
night through Tamaulipas toward
Brownsville and a third was said
to have passed Mesquite, in Coahui-
la, headed in the direction of Eagle
Pass.
An hour later the Second Divi-
sion’s trucks, filled with men, were
whirring out of the fort; rubber-
tired artillery was shifting its light
and medium cannon out of the zone
of possible danger.
An aide, whom General Brill had
sent out into the garrison to ob-
serve, burst into headquarters,
breathless, his face stripped of
color.
“Sir, airplanes!” he panted. “Fly-
ing high—but you can hear them
coming!”
General Brill left his staff at their
allotted jobs and went outside with
his aide. The garrison was dark,
headquarters worked behind drawn
shades.
The roar of motors filled the air
as trucks and artillery continued to
roll out of the garrison. But above
that he caught the sharp whine of
higher-powered engines far over-
head.
The 69th Anti-Aircraft Artillery
had got its guns in position, but was
withholding its searchlights pending
development. Suddenly a1 small
plane zoomed down over the garri-
son and dropped a flare that turned
night into day.
Brill stood calmly observing. He
knew that flare was the first violence
of an invasion of the United' States.
He knew that in a few minutes the
bombers would circle over their tar-
get of Fort Sam Houston and let
drive. He knew, too, that there was
nothing he could do to prevent what
was to fbll'ow.
A hissing shriek caught his ears.
Involuntarily he raised himself on
his toes and placed his finger-tips
at his earai A savage flash of yel-
low flame leaped from the earth into
the heavena. The ground under him
shook with voteanic intensity from
the savage wraith of a heavy bomb.
Long fingera ®f light leaped into
the sky from the 69th’s searchlights.
A heavy demolition bomb detonated
in the field: from which the trucks
were whirring; Brill caught, in the
momentary fiksh of light, the grim
tragedy of shattered men and ma-
terial. Above5 the din he heard the
cries of wounded men. Another
bomb crashed.and another. His anti-
aircraft regiment began crackling,
but his handful1 of guns were al-
most lost in the din of titanic thun-
der that crashed1 from the sky.
Incendiary bombs rained down,
bringing an irresistible heat that ate
its way into all combustible parts of
barracks. General Brill turned back
into his headquarters, sat down at
his desk stricken by his utter help- j
lessness, but maintaining his self- j
control.
His staff, their bloodless faces j
drawn and lined, worked coolly, out- !
wardly oblivious to the danger.
Information kept coming in, reports
that had to be appraised until the
whole picture of attack and dis-
aster had been assembled and ap-
praised as the basis for whatever
later action was to be taken.
The wooden hangurs at Kelly
Field were in flames. Randolph
Field was being hammered. San
Antonio was in a mad panic which
had got out of all police control.
People were flooding the streets,
rushing about in a mad frenzy in
their efforts to escape the city.
Roads were choked with passenger
vehicles.
But the Van Hassek bombers were
confining their major fury to Fort
Sam Houston and the flying fields,
which told, General Brill that the
attack presaged a crossing of the
Rio Grande by mobile troops during
the night or at daybreak.
From New Orleans and Galveston
came reports of. raids that were still
in progress. Hundreds were killed
in the streets. No other details.
Shortly after midnight the violence
suddenly ceased, the bombers and
their accompanying attack ships
sailed off to the south. Colonel Denn
called in again from Laredo. The
head of a motorized column had
halted at Nuevo Laredo just south
of the Rio Grande. His intelligence
patrols had verified this with their
own eyes.
“All right, gentlemen,” Brill told
his staff. “Get the Second Division
together as quickly as possible and
start them moving south toward the
Nueces River! Tell General Mole of
the Second I’ll meet him at Kirk in
three hours with his orders for the
defense of San Antonio. Get Gen-
eral Hague on the long-distance
again while I report. We’re going
to. do our best in a desperate situa-
tion, and I needn’t tell you what
we’re up against! I’ll be ready for
your recommendations in an hour,
gentlemen.”
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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CUNDAy I
I Ochool Lesson
By HAROLD L. LUNDQUIST. D. D.
Dean of The Moody Bible Institute
of Chicago.
I (Released by Western Newspaper Union.)
Lesson for March 23
JESUS CONDEMNED AND
CRUCIFIED
LESSON TEXT—Luke 23:13-25, 32-Wa.
GOLDEN TEXT—What shall' I do then
with Jesus which is called Christ?—Mat-
thew 27:22.
Two nights stand out in the story
of the life of Christ, and therefore in
| the history of the world. The first
| was His first night on earth—that
■ “silent night, hoiy night” of which
we sing at Christmas, when He was
! born as the babe of Bethlehem. The
other was His last night on earth.
Except for the precious hour of fel-
! lowship in the upper room and His
communion with the Father in the
| agony of Gethsemane, it was a night
of darkness, denial, and betrayal,
j There were six trials—or mock
1 trials—of Jesus, three religious ones
I before Annas, then Caiaphas, and
j then again before the Sanhedrin;
I three political trials, before Pilate,
; then Herod, and Pilate again. At |
I the close of this last trial before
! Pilate Jesus stands
1 I. Cleared by the Evidence (vv.
I 13-17).
i At the first trial before him Pilate
had declared on the basis of his ex-
amination that Jesus was “Not
guilty” (v. 4). Herod, to whom He
had been sent, had only played with
; Him (w. 3-II). What a travesty!
| Now Pilate again presents Him to
1 the people as having “no fault.” It
! is a striking truth that no man of
I any age has ever been able honestly
j to1 point to any fault in the life or
character of Jesus Christ. Think
that over—unbeliever!
Now came Pilate’s first step in
the wrong- direction. An accused
man without guilt should be de-
clared' innocent and released. But
Pilate feared the Jews who had al-
ready made trouble for him with
j Caesar. So he compromised and
said he would chastise Jesus before
releasing Him. John Morely was
right when; he saic^ “Under some
circumstances compromise is the
most immoral word in the English
language.” It gained Pilate nothing;
in fact, it led to his next step down-
ward.
II. Condemned Through Coward-
ice (vv. 18-25).
To avoid ^disturbance and to keep
the leaders from complaining to
Caesar, Pilate gave Jesus into their
hands with the “sentence that it
should be as they required” (v. 24)
when they cried “Gfcucify Himf”
Pilate was in a; difficult place, but
that does not excuse him. It is in
the hard and trying place that a
man should stand for the right,
come what may. Too many of those
who profess to' follow Christ are
afraid to stand up; for Him in the
hour when men deny Him. Some
unbelievers are fearful about declar-
ing their allegiance to; Him, because
they fear the opposition of men.
Where is our courage, our manli-
ness? Have we lost the moral stam-
ina of our pioneer forefathers, the
religious conviction, of our Christian
fathers and mothers?1 Pilate was a
coward, and we are ashamed of
him. Let us not; be cowardly and
make Christ ashamed of us (read
Matt. 10:32, 33).
III. Crucified with Malefactors
(vv. 32-34a).
The details of, and circumstances
surrounding the crucifixion are of
deep interest to, every Christian, j
We stand with, Luther and weep as
we see Christ’s unspeakable agony,
not only of. body but of spirit, and 1
we cry as did Luther, “For me,
for me!” How can any believer con-
template the cross and withhold self,
substance, or service from Christ?
Equally earnest and heart-search- i
ing is the message of the cross to
the unbeliever. He knows he is a
sinner (Rom. 3:23), he knows that j
“the wages of sin is death” (Rom. ,
6:23), and he knows that “neither s
is there salvation in any other, for ^
there is none other name under ;
, heaven, given among men whereby
1 we must be saved” (Acts 4:12).
Here at the cross he meets that one
i “who, his own self bare our sins in
| his own body on the tree, that we,
1 being dead to sins, should live unto
righteousness: by whose stripes ye
were healed” (I Pet. 2:24).
There were two malefactors who
were crucified with Him (v. 32), and
one railed at Him. The other said,
! “Lord, remember me when thou
comest into thy kingdom”; and Je-
sus said to him, "Today thou shalt
I be with me in paradise” (Luke 23:39-
i 43). Unbeliever, will you not just
' now take the eternal life which Je-
sus died to make possible for you?
Loving His enemies to the last,
our Lord prayed for the forgiveness
of those who thus despitefully used
Him. What matchless grace! One
wonders how many of them by re-
pentance for their deeds made it
possible for that prayer to be an-
swered. That door of redemption
stands open today for every one
who up to now has crucified the Son
of God afresh (Heb. 6:6) by sin and
unbelief.
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QUESTIONS
Plants breathe through their
leaves. It is, therefore,, necessary
to keep house plants free from
dust.
* •*
To make celery curls, cut inner
stalks into three or four inch
lengths. With a sharp knife cut
each piece down into thin strips,
stopping when within an inch of
the end. Drop into ice water.
Strips will curl up as they become
chilled.
* * *
When ironing dresses, blouses
or jackets, have coat hangers in
the kitchen and slip the garment
on as it is ironed. This prevents
any unnecessary folds or wrinkles
and after airing they are ready
for the closet with no further han-
dling.
* * *
Never trust to memory in giving
doses of medicine. Read the label
at least three times and if you are
not sure the dose is correctly meas-
ured, throw it away, rinse the
glass with cold water and meas-
ure over again. You may save a
life by being careful when meas-
uring medicines.
* * *
Use shallow boxes (cigar boxes
are excellent) for flats in which
to plant seeds. Firm soil well and
make surface level. If there are
depressions in soil, water will
gather in them.
Pull the Trigger on
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today. Try one laxative combined with
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Harvey, J. Edwin. The Carrollton Chronicle (Carrollton, Tex.), Vol. 37, No. 20, Ed. 1 Friday, March 21, 1941, newspaper, March 21, 1941; Carrollton, Texas. (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth728977/m1/6/?q=%22%22~1: accessed August 15, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu.; crediting Carrollton Public Library.