Elizabeth Churchill Brown [Brown - The Enemy at His Back

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THE ENEMY AT HIS BACK

by

ELIZABETH CHURCHILL BROWN

Contents

To

my mother, Kathryn Churchill

who has always been an inspiration to me.

Liz Brown landed her first job in the newspaper business as a society editor on the New York Evening Journal, under the watchful eye of the original Cholly Knickerbocker, Maury Paul.

In 1942, she invaded Washington as a representative for Town and Country, and later wrote a society column for the Washington Post before joining a news bureau representing several Texas newspapers.

She married Washington Evening Star syndicated columnist Constantine Brown in 1949 and settled down to be a housewifebut not for long. She was too troubled by the things she heard, and read, and saw.

Connie complains that since she discovered the voluminous congressional hearings, and all the wartime memoirs, shes been sitting up all night, every night, with her nose in some book about communism.

And from the amount of research evident in this bookit must be true.

She has proved herself a perceptive reader and writer.

THE PUBLISHERS

ON the National Archives Building in the Nations Capital, is etched the inscription, What is past is prologue.

In the Atomic Age in which we now live, it is important that Americans understand the past so that we may better plan for the future.

At the time of Yalta, eleven years ago, there were two hundred million people behind the Communist Iron Curtain. Now there are approximately nine hundred million who have lost their freedom to the most godless tyranny the world has ever known.

Elizabeth Brown has done a great deal of research and with insight has developed additional facts in helping to explain the strange course of our foreign policy during the past eleven years.

Not until all of the documents are published on Teheran and Potsdam, will we have sufficient information on which to base final judgments on that crucial period.

In the meantime, however, THE ENEMY AT HIS BACK will be of value to all individuals anxious for a free world of free men. We must recognize that in dealing with the Kremlin, the road to appeasement is not the road to peace. It is only surrender on the installment plan.

WILLIAM F. KNOWLAND

United States Senator

No one who has, even once, lived close to the making of history can ever again suppose that it is made the way the history books tell itThe secret forces working behind and below the historical surface they seldom catch.

It is certain that, between the years 1930 and 1948, a group of almost unknown men and women, Communists or close fellow travelers, or their dupes, working in the United States Government, or in some singular unofficial relationship to it, or working in the press, affected the future of every American now alive, and indirectly the fate of every man now going into uniform. Their names, with half a dozen exceptions, still mean little or nothing to the mass of Americans. But their activities, if only in promoting the triumph of Communism in China, have decisively changed the history of Asia, of the United States, and therefore, of the world

WHITTAKER CHAMBERS, Witness

I MUST say thanks a million to a number of people. First, Edna Fluegel who not only challenged every word I wrote and checked and triple checked, but also taught me a few professional tricks. I have come to think of her as good old Edna even though she isnt old at all but a pretty professor of political science at Trinity College in Washington. Formally speaking, she is Dr. Edna Fluegel, but I share the sentiments of Admiral Turner Joy who once said to her, female Doctors overawe me. So does her vast knowledge of political history.

Edna is dedicated to the cause of truth and no amount of time or trouble can deter her from digging it out. Her faithfulness in working with me in the last hectic days of getting out this book, while at the same time we were selling our apartment, buying a house and moving, is a story in itself.

Then, of course, I have to say thanks a million to my sweet husband who put up with all this. For months he had to step over books on the floor, eat on a dining room table full of papers and documents, and miss a lot of nice Sunday afternoon bridge games so we could get through with the reference books before they were packed for storage. And it wasnt until this stage of the game that I discovered that both my husband and Edna thought Id get tired of writing and never finish the book. It was two years before I could persuade either of them to read it! Then came the red-letter-day. It was while my husband was running a pencil through one of my didactic statements and exclaiming that virgin was spelled with an i and not with an e, that he suddenly said, This is getting to be a good book! That was at 2:30 in the afternoon. He repeated the statement at 4:32, and it was then that I felt that maybe my two and a half years of work had borne some fruit.

I mustnt forget to say thanks a million to Maude Wood. Maude is our maid whose lineage is of the most distinguished African ancestry. Im sure they were distinguished because my Maude is an aristocrat and a bit of Victorian as well. She fussed and fumed at what Edna and I did to her dining room and parlor. (We made the snore room out-of-bounds so my husband could have some place to escape.) But Maude took pity on us hard working girls and provided delectable trays of goodies in our hours of drudgery. If company was expected, Maude was outraged at my unhouse-wifely demeanor and cleaned up in a most ingenious way. Afterwards, Edna and I would have to play Easter-egg-hunt to find our books again. Once, after 24 hours of hunting for Owen Lattimore, Edna exclaimed, why, hes behind the electric fan!

These were the three who put up with me and my book day in and day out.

I now come to the large group of people who helped in other ways. There were a number of distinguished men and women who read my manuscript and were kind enough to make very helpful suggestions, and to provide important items of information. Some have asked that I not use their names, and so I will sorrowfully omit them all. But to these people I am more and ever grateful.

And whatever would I have done without the aid I received from the staffs of the senators who supplied me with all kinds of help. Without their know-how of research, Id still be looking! To their kindnesses I respectfully bow my head in thanks.

I must not forget the many workers in the Library of Congress who dug out a lot of documentation. They deserve a great deal of thanks because I didnt always know exactly what I was looking for which made extra work for them. It is their work and dedication to research that makes the Library of Congress the most wonderful library in the world.