Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1945-05-05

German officers, at the door OF
over. This is British official r
must have hurt the Nazis as much as
the landing in Normandy.
He told the Germans: You must
understand three things-Firstiy
l. you must surrender to me uncondi-
tionally all the German forces In
Holland, Friesland and the Tristan
Islands and Helgoland, and all other
islands and In Schleswig- Holstein
and in Denmark. Secondly, when
you have done that, am prepared
to discuss with you the implications
Of your surrender. How We will dis
pose Of those surrendered troops
how we will occupy the surrendered
territory, how we will deal with the
civilians and so forth.
And my third point he said, If
you do not agree to point one, the
surrender, then I will go on with the
war and I will be delighted to do so.
Monty added. as an afterthought:
All your soldiers and civilians may
De killed.
80 at pm. yesterday afternoon,
May 3. Admiral Won Friedeberg and
Maj. Frieder went back with the
news. They returned today, at about
5 o'clock in the afternoon, with the
complete acceptance of the uncon-
ditional surrender terms, and that's
how surrenders are made
1T was raining when we arrived
at Monty's headquarters The
weather was more like fall than
spring.
But overhead, weather or not, the
Spitflres and Typhoons roared over
heading always northward, where
Germans were reported trying to es-
cape to Norway, Sweden and Den
mark. The air forces were con-
tinuing the attack until the last
minutes of surrender.
Used Weather Beaten Tent.
1--WE were led to a weather.
beaten tent that had been pitched
scores of times as the field marshal's
headquarters. 1t wasn't large
about 10 feet wide and 20 feet long
Family size. Inside was set up an
ordinary kitchen size table. On top
OF it was blue cloth. Between two
microphones was an ink stand with
an ordinary steel-tipped pen lying
on top.
THE German mission arrived and
| walked to the front of Montys
caravan. Admiral Won Friedeberg
was invited inside for last-minute
conference. At this time it was not
completely settled whether the Ger
man answer to the unconditional
surrender terms would be yes OF
no. -"
While Monty and the general
admiral were meeting in the cara
van, the other Nazi big-wigs stood
in the rain. cold and shivering, just
like us reporters. Then they
marched down the gravel path to-
ward the tent.
There was Gen. Admiral vor
Friedeberg dressed in a gray leather
coat, German Navy style, with q
battered hat on his head. But the
striking thing was his face, the
pVshed-in German face, deeply lined
and absolutely gray and motion
! less.
But the most magnificent figure
was Gen. Kinsel the chief of staff
for the German armies in the north
He was the perfect figure of what
the world has come to know to its
sorrow as the German military pea.
cock, complete with monocle.
Party Kept Waiting.
Gen. Kinsel wore a light green
fastidious German Army greatcoat
with brilliant red lapels. Hi
monocle seemed to glisten even il
the dull gray of the afternoon. 1,
his face had not been set in con.
crete, you might have expected hin
to burst into song for a Viennese
operetta! He was that beautiful.
THE small fry, the colonies anc
majors and all the rest of the
surrender party were gray ducks
by comparison.
Field Marshal Montgomery KEPT
the party waiting. They stood al
attention around the kitchen table
Finally the marshal, wearing ar
immaculate British field battledres.
with red tabs on the lapels and 8
field marshars baton on his Shout.
ders, almost sauntered down the
path. He said out of the corner Of
his mouth: This is the moment
HE carried the surrender papers
in his right hand. The moment he
appeared, the Germans snapped tt
attention like puppets. The British
field marshal sat down and stretched
out his hand in invitation for the
Nazis to do the same.
1.-THE cameras began to whirl an6
click, and Monty picked up the
historic document that meant the
surrender of more than a million
Germans. He put on his horn
trimmed spectacles, picked up the
papers and said: I will now read out
the terms Of the surrender
No Flicker of Emotion.
1.-THE Germans sat like statues
not a flicker of any kind Of emo
ton on their faces.
"Solemnly, but with note of tri-
umph in his voice, Monty read the
terms of surrender. You could tel
that this was the moment for which
he had been waiting in Ell Alamein
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