The Waterbury Democrat., 1943-01-05

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 On October ?, lo41, Hitler drew the latch and the mighty mass sprang forward. Already on the first day, the advance was impressive, but the issue was not yet certain. On October 1, Hitler went from his eastern headquarters to Berlin to make a speech at the opening of the Winter Relief Campaign. The occa- sion was a melancholy one. At the beginning of the year Hitler had promised victory in 1041; and here he was back in Berlin opening the third war-time Winter Relief Cam paign. The Fuehrer had ordered to- tai silence about the new offensive. But the occasion demanded a branch of hope: so the Leader made known to his people. for the first time, the fact that this mighty new offensive had been launched, and he prophesied that it would bring the Eastern war to an end before win ter.
 HISTORY IN
 THE MAKING
 That was helpful. but, after he had returned to the front, the people became restive for specific news. On October 8, the Fuehrer issued High Command communiQue, the first news. telling of progress. And on the morning of October g, after boring over his maps and pronounc- ing what he saw on them good, he called in his lipless little press chief, Dr. Otto Dietrich, from an adjoin- ing hut in the headquarters. Re- moving his horn-rimmed glasses which he wears in private but sedu- 1ously guards from the range of court photographers, the Fuehrer became expansive before the Doctor, bidding him to go to town and re- veal all. The period of strategic silence" had ended. Dietrich caught the bright, historical" mood of his Leader and returned to his hut to order an underling to contact Dr. Goebbels in Berlin on the telephone and instructed him to gather. the world press; there was history to be made. Then Dr. Dietrich put on his grey greatcoat, kicked the first light eastern snow off his polished boots, and enplaned for Berlin, important as the good horse Roland who car ried the joyous news from Ghent to Aix.
 When the telephone rang, was lying in bed with a miserable cold and skull-splitting headache. It was the secretary of pr. Froelich. the Propaganda Ministrys liaison officer for the American press and radio. She was excited, and tod me I should come to an important spe- cial press conference at noon sharp; something of extremely great inl- portance. No. she did not know what it was about, but be there on time, for at five minutes after twelve the doors would be barred and guarded.
 put on my clothes, stuffed two handkerchiefs in my pocket, and took the underground to the Wil- helmstrasse. The red-plush Theater Hall of the Propaganda Ministry was filled with reporters from every where, guessing in a dozen different languages what it was all about. Before the audience was a long conference table. and around the table in little clots stood Q bevy of gorgeous uniforms-green. brown. grey and two shades of blue, well stuffed with Prussian officers, party officials and just bureaucrats of the Ministry, beaming with joy at an opportunity to appear before their daily Puhlikum in costumes which lent glamour to waistlines and limbs made for multi.
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 IMPRESSIVE
 As on all NaA historic" Occa- sions -- except those in which Hit- Ter k the leading man. for he can afford to risk non conformity - the central shoW-piece vas impFessiyely and precisely late. At i2:30 on the