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FOREWORD Major I'irhir Joppolo, I'. S. A., un» a food man. )ou uill see that. It is the whole reason why I mint you to know his story. He uns thp Amgot officer of a small Italian town called Adano. lie teas mitre or lest the American mayor after our in tiis ion. j Amgot, as you know, stood for Allied Military Government Occupied Territory. Ihe authorities decided, slutrtly after the | happenings of this story t that the word Amgot had an ugly Germanic sound, and they heard that the two syllables of the uord, u lien taken separately, were Turkish tumls unmentionable in translation.. So tliry decided to call it A.M.G. and forget ulnait the Occupied 'Territory. I hat u is later, though. If hen I knew him. Major Joppolo was Anient officer of Adano, and lie uas good. [_ Ilu re uere prohahlv not any really had men in Amgot, hut tlure uere some stupid ones (and *till are, even though the Turkish emhanassment has heen taken care of J. )ou see, the theories ahout administering , occupit d territories all turned out to he j just theories, and in fact the thing uhich j determined whether we Americans would I he successful in that toughest of all jolts uas nothing more or less than the tpndily of th e men uho did the administerinit. j I hill is uhy I think it it important for ( v»l hi know about Majnr JO/I/IK/U. lie uus j a flood man, thounh ui'iik in certain at tractiie, human uavs, anil uhiit hi> did anil ■ u hat he uus not uhle to do in Adano rep• • resented m miniature what America can , mul cannot do in Europe. Since he hap pened to lie s ftooil man, his works re fire j tented the liest of the possibilities. America it the international country. Mu for Joppolo uiu an Italian-American j poinif to work in Italy. Our army has | ) utnslai s and Frenchmen and Austrimis | am] t'.zeihs and Nnrueftiant in it, and | ei try u here our army noes in Europe, n I iiittn can turn to tlin private licside him j und tuy: "lley, Mac, what's this lurriner j his inn? //nit; much does he uant for that | hunch of itrapesAnd Mac uill ha uhle I to translate. CHAPTER I Invasion had come to the town of I Adano. An American corporal ran tautly J along the dirty Via Favemi and at i the corner he threw himself down. | He made certain arrangements with I his lifjlit machine gun and then j turned and bi'i koned to his friends I to come forward, j In the Via Calabria, in another ! part of town, a party of three crept I forward like cats. An explosion, pos j sibly of a mortar shell, at some dis- I tance to the north but apparently ! inside the town, caused them to fall ' Hat with a splash of dust. They I waited on their bellies to see what | would happen. An entire platoon ducked from grave to grave in the Capucin Cem etery high on the hill overlooking j town. The entire platoon was ' scared. They were out of touch with I their unit. They did not know the ! situation. They were near their ob | Jective, which was the rocky crest j not far off, but they wanted to find ! out what was going on in the town | before they moved on. All through the town of Adano, | Americans were like this. They ] were not getting much resistance, I but it was their first day of inva | slon, and they were tight in their i muscles. But at one of the sulphur loading Jetties at the port a Major with a brief case under his arm stepped from the sliding gangway of LCI No. 0488, and he seemed to be whol ly calm. "Borth," he said to the sergeant who followed him onto the jetty, "Ihis is like coming home, how often I have dreamed this." And he bent | over and touched the palm of his | hand to the jetty, then dusted his ' palm oil on his woolen pants. This man was Major Victor Jop polo, who had been named senior civil affairs ollicer of the town of Adano, representing Amgot. lie was a man of medium height, with the dark skin of his parents, who were Italians from near Florence. He had a mustache. His face was round and his cheeks seemed cheer ful but his eyes were intense and serious. He was about thirty-flve. The sergeant with him was Leon ard Bjrth, an M.P., who was to be in charge of matters of security in Adano: he was to help weed out bad Italians and make uiw of the good ones. Borth had volunteered to be the first to go into the town with the Major. Borth had no-fear; he cared about nothing. He was of Hungarian parentage, and he had lived many places—in Budapest, where he had taken pre-medical studies, in Rome, where he had been a correspondent for Pester Lloyd, in Vienna, where he had worked in a travel agency, in Mar seille, where he had been secretary to a rich exporter, in Boston, where he had been a reporter for the Her ald, and in San Francisco, where he sold radios. Still he was less than thirty. He was an American citizen and an enlisted man by choice. To hint the whole war was a cynical jr.ke, ard he considered his job in the war to make people take them selves less seriously. Vhen the Major touched Italian soil, Borth said: "You are too senti mental." The Major said: "Maybe, but you will be the same when you get to Hungary." "Never, not me." The Major looked toward the town and said: "Do you think it's safe now?" Borth said: "Why not?" "Then how do we go?" Borth unfolded a map case de liberately. He put a freckled finger on the celluloid cover and said: "Here, by the Via Barrino as far as the Via of October Twenty-eight, and the Piazza is at the top of the Via of October Twenty-eight." "October Twenty-eight," the Ma jor said, "what is that, October Twenty-eight?" "That's the date of Mussolini's march on Home, in 1922," Borth said. "It is the day when Musso lini thinks he began to be a big shot." Borth was very good at mem ory. They started walking. The Ma jor said: "I have lost all count, so what is today?" "July tenth." "We will call it the Via of July Ten." "So you're renaming the streets already. Next you'll be raising mon uments, Major Joppolo, first to an unknown soldier, then to yourself. I don't trust you men who are so "I don't trust you men who arc so sentimental." sentimental and have too damn much conscience." "Cut the kidding," the Major said. There was an echo in the way he said it, as if he were a boy having been called wop by others in school. In spite of the gold maple leaf of rank on the collar, there was an echo. At the corner of the third alley running off the Via of October Twen ty-eight, the two men came on a dead Italian woman. She had been dressed in black. Her right leg was blown off and the flies for some rea son preferred the dark sticky pool of blood and dust to her stump. "Awful," the Major said, for al though the blood was not yet dry, nevertheless there was already a beginning of a sweet but vomitous odor. "It's a hell of a note," he said, "that we had to do that to our friends." "Friends," said Borth, "that's a laugh." "It wasn't them, not the ones like her," the Major said. "They weren't our enemies. My mother's mother must have been like her. It wasn't the poor ones like her, it was the bunch up there where we're going, those crooks in the City Hall." "Be careful," Borth said, and his face showed that he was teasing the Major again. "You're going to have your oflice in the City Hall. Be careful you don't get to be a crook too." "Lay off," the Major said. Borth said: "I don't trust your conscience, sir, I'm appointing my self assistant conscience." "Lay off," the Major said, and there was that echo. Borth said: "Maybe it was a crook's house, how can you tell? Better forget the house and concern yourself with that." He pointed into an alley at some straw and melon seeds and old chicken guts and flies. And Borth added: "No question of guilty or not guilty there. Major. Just something to get 'can. You've got some business in th t alley, not in that house there." "I know my business, I know what I want to do, I know what it's like to be poor, Borth." Borth was silent. He found the seriousness of this Major Joppolo something hard to penetrate. They came in time to the town's main square, which was called Pi azza Progresso. And on that square they saw the building they were looking for. There was a clock tower on the left hand front corner. On top of the tower there was a metal frame which must have been designed to hold a bell. It was baroque and looked very old. But there was no bell. On the side of the clock tower big while letters said: "II Popolo Itali ano ha creata col suo sangue l'lm pero, lo fecondera col sua lavoro « lo difendera contra chiunque colle sue armi." The Major pointed and said: "See, Borth, oven after our invasion it says: 'The Italian people built the Empire with their blood, will make it fruitful with their work and will defe nd it against anyone with their arms.' " Borth said: "I know you can rend Italian. So can I. Don't translate for Borth." The Major said: "I know, but think of how that sounds today." Borth said: "It sounds silly, sure." The Major said: "If they had seen any fruit of their work, they would have fought with their arms. I bet we could teach them to want to de fend what they have. I want to do so much here, Borth." Borth said: "That sounds silly too. Remember the alley, clean up the alleyway, sir, it is the alley that you ought to concentrate on." The Major walked across the Pi azza up to the big black door of the Palazzo, put his brief case down, took a piece of chalk out of his pocket, and wrote on a panel of the door: "Victor Joppolo, Major, U.S.A., AMGOT, Town of Adano." Then both men went inside and up some marble stairs, looking all around them as they climbed. They took a turn and went through a door marked Podesta. The oflice on the other side of that dour took Vic tor Joppolo's breath away. In the first place, it was so very big. It must have been seventy feet long and thirty feet wide. The ceiling was high, and the floor was marble. "Say," said Major Joppolo, "this is okay." "Looks like that oflice of Musso lini's," Borth said. "Come to think of it, you look quite a lot like Mus solini, sir, except the mustache. Will it be okay with you to ho a Musso lini?" "Cut the kidding," the Major said. "Let's look around." They went out through the white door at the end of the room and walked through several offices, nil of which were crowded with desks and files and bookcases. The files had not been emptied or even dis turbed. "Good," said Borth, "lists of names, every one registered and all their records. It'll be easy for us here." The Major said: "What a dilTer ence between my oflice and these others. It is shameful." All Borth said was: "Your of fice?" When the two went back into the big oflice there was an Italian there. He had evidently been hiding in the building. He was a small man, with a shiny linen office coat on, with his collar buttoned but no tie. The small Italian gave the Fascist salute and with an eager face said in Italian: "Welcome to the Ameri cans! Live Roosevelt! How glad I am that you have arrived. For many years I have hated the Fas cists." The Major said in Italinn: "Who are you?" The little man said: "Zito Giu seppe. I have been well known as anti-Fascist." Major Joppolo said: "What do you do?" Zito said: "I greet the Ameri cans." Borth said in an Italian which was heavily accented: "Idiot, what was your job before the disembarka tion?" Zito said: "Zito Giovanni, usher in the Palazzo di Citta, native of Adano." Major Joppolo said: "You were the usher here?" "Every day from eight to eight." "Why did you work for the Fas cists if you hated them?" "I have hated them many years, I am well known as anti-Fascist, I have lived under a great suspi cion." The Major said: "Usher, I love the truth, you will find that out. If you lie to me, you will he in very serious trouble. Do not lie to nie. If you were a Fascist, you were a Fascist. There is no need to lie." Zito said: "One had to eat, one had to earn a living. I have six children." Major Joppolo said: "So you were a Fascist. Now you will have to learn to live in a democracy. Yoy will be my usher." The little Zito was delighted. The Major said: "Do not salute me that way." Zito bowed and said: "The fascist salute, no sir." (TO BE CONTINUED) »w.™~- |MpROVED UNIFORM INTERNATIONAL SUNDAY I CHOOL Lesson BY HAROLD L. LUNDQUIST. D D. Of The Moody Bible Institute of Chicago. Released by Western Newspaper Union. Lesson for February 4 Lesson subjects and Scripture texts se lected and cop> righted by International Council of Religious Education; used by permission. JESI'S' CONCERN FOR ALL LESSON TEXT—Matthew 9:1, 9 13, 18 28. COLDEN TEXT—Therefore all thlnßl whatsoever ye would that men should do to you. do ye even so to them: for this Is the law and the prophets.—Matthew 7:12. What is a man worth? Well, say we, that depends, and then we are prone to undervalue him. Jesus had (and taught) a high regard for the inherent value of man. He saw pos sibilities in all men. He had a love fur them. Ho was concerned about their welfare, and they responded by an interest in Him. Jesus showed by His dealings with men how wrong are must of the standards and attitudes of the world. With Him there were: I. No Social Barrier (vv. 1, 0, 10). The caste system of some lands, dividing people into social strata which separate men and hinder fel lowship, does not exist in our land. Yet, in practice, we have such lev els which are a formidable barrier in the thinking of many (perhaps most) people. Jesus knew nothing of social bar riers. He ignored them and went straight to the one in need. In our lesson it was a man of position and wealth who was an outcast among his people because he was a hated gatherer of taxes for Rome. Jesus saw in him a man of faith and a useful witness for Him. And He not only talked with him, but called him to be His disciple. Then He went further and, to the astonishment of His critics, went in to a great feast where many such men were gathered. He ate with publicans and sinners, not because He approved of their manner of life, but because He want ed to change it as He changed them. 11. No Fear of Criticism (vv. 11-13). Many a kind and noble impulse has died a-horning because of the fear of criticism. "What will people say?" has kept many a Christian from speaking to some sinner about his (or her) soul. "The world is too much with us—" and we all tuo often guide our lives and service by the possible reaction we may receive from those round about us. We did not learn such an attitude from Jesus. His answer to His critics made it clear that there will be no self righteous, "good enough" people in heaven. The Lord is not even calling them, so long as they trust in their own goodness. Ho came to seek and to save sinners (v. 13, and Luke 19:10). We, too, may go forward without fear of our critics. That doesn't mean that we "don't care what peo ple think" about us. We ought to care, but if their opinion is based on unbelief and self-righteousness, it should certainly not deter us from our nil-important business of soul winning. 111. No Limitation of Time and Place (w. 18-22). Often the help of man to those in need is circumscribed by so many regulations that those who most de serve help cannot get it. There are times and places for application forms, and tests must be completed, etc. Doubtless much of this is need ed, but one wonders at times wheth er our charitable impulses have not disappeared under a mountain of red tape. Be that as it may, how interesting It is to see that Jesus met the need when and where it appeared. He was already i n one errand of mercy when the sick woman touched His robe. He was not too busy nor too preoccupied to slop and give her a word of help and comfort (v. 22). Is there not a significant lesson here for us in the church? The need is reason enough for the ex tension of our help. The place is anywhere that turn are in sadness or sorrow, and the hour is now— when they need our help. IV. No Lack of I'ower (vv. 23-26). How often the human heart is prompted to help, and willing hands are ready to follow its promptings in loving action, yet we find that we cannot do anything. The need is too great for our meager resources. Our strength does not suffice. We have no money, or the situation is one beyond human help. How wonderful it is then to re member the Lord Jesus! A touch on the hem of His garment in faith made the woman whole (v. 22). A word from Him brought the dead little girl out to face the scorners of Jesus, in the bloom of life and health. lias He lost any of His great pow er? No. He is just "the same yes terday, and today, and forever" (Hi b. 13:8). Why not trust Him? Do you need help—spiritual, men tal, physical? lie is able, lie has r»o prejudice regarding your social position. Ho will meet you right where you are, and now. 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