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Cambridge Five Spy Ring — Part 28
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The Italian campaign seen from
June 1944: the Fifth deny enters Rome
ROME FELL TODAY. By Robert H. Adleman and Colonel
George Walton. Dlustrated. Little, Brown. 336 pp. $7.95.
By S. L. A. Marshall
Soon after V-E Day I talked to the late General Lord
“Pug” Ismay in London, being curious about why
Winston Churchill had favored a main stroke into
south central Europe from the top of the Adriatic as
early as 1943. As secretary of the Imperial Defense
Committee, Ismay should have been in position to
know. It was startling to hear him say: “It wasn’t to
thwart the Soviets and prevent communization of the
Balkans; he didn’t speak to that point until 1945, shortly
before Yalta.”
Some weeks Jater in Frankfort, I quoted these words
to my immediate chief, Lieutenant General Walter B.
Smith, Chief of Steff. Smith replied: “How could Pug
say such a thing? He’s dead wrong. At least twice in
General S. L. A. Marshall was Chief Historian of the
European Theater of Operations, United States Army,
during World War II.
How right can you get? “
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THE RIGHT PEOPLE: A Portrait of the American Social
Establishment, By Stephen Birminghart. Wustrated. Little,
Brown. 360 pp. $10.
By Cleveland Amory
The trouble with The Right People is it’s wrong.
There ain’t no such animal. From time to time, particu-
OM larly in periods of great stress or foolish dress, people
like to think they exist — especially people with an ax
to grind or fashion pages to sell — and books like The
Beautiful People or Nancy Mitford's piece on v and
non-U, make their appearance, But, upon analysis, the
“right” people end up no righter than the writers who
make their Hving first making them up and then writing
But Mr. Birmingham should not be judged for. his
book's thesis, wrong as it is, if for no other reason
than that this is not really a book at all, let alone a
thesis. It is, as he himself admits in his introduction,
a collection of articles he wrote for Holiday on “Society
and the institutions it supports.”
Among the “institutions” Mr. Birmingham treats are
private schools, debutantes, the Junior League, the Kept
Man (help is awfully hard to get nowadays, as you may
have heard) and the Knickerbocker Greys. (If you
don’t know who they are —look at it this way, they
a ae
1944, Winston talked to me on this score and once hy
had tears in his eyes as he asked, ‘What if this wa
ends with a free flag floating over not more than thre
or four capitals in Europe?‘ ”
Then Smith added: “It was the one point on which [
disagreed on strategy with the Supreme Commander. {
thought we should have gone in through the Ljubljana
Pass.”
I asked: “And now, how can you say such a thing?
Either that would have excluded Normandy, -
would have had two centers of gravity on th, yn
continent, And if it did exclude Normandy, what would
it have profited us to liberate some of the Balkans and
have the Red Flag come to rest on the shore of the
North Sea?” .
The anecdote may illuminate what « German general
meant when he said that strategy is just so much spiced
garbage, if it does not suggest that all military histor-
ans are oddballs forever imagining that they can tell
the story full and fair.
Mr. Adleman and Colonel Walton did not really try,
though they have collaborated on an entertsiningly
brisk narrative about how and why the Italian cam-
ras)
By the same token if you believe that “Society :auners
expect their sons to have learned by the time of their
maturity to ride and respect horseflesh, to handle «
firearm or a trout rod, to sail a beat, and to be kind
to pedigreed dogs. Girls are expected only to be able to
ride” — you are also going to enjoy it. Bur again, vice
versa.
Mr. Birmingham’s people may be well-born, but a
good many of his stories are well-worn. My own least -
favorite is the story of the New York father of a po-
tential debutante who, according to Mr. Birmingham,
said, “I'm not going to give a party so s lot of drunks
and hopheads can rape my daughter.
Such a story illustrates the fact that underneath his
apparent lightness Mr. Birmingham is obviously in
dead earnest about the snobbery of it all. Since he in.
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