New York, N.Y.—London,
England—France Saturday, Aug. 26, 1944
Fall of City
Is Believed
To Be Near,
Nazi Forces Are
Battered
In Seine Pocket;
Claim
Yanks
Near Troyes
French armored! troops of the
U.S. Third Army fought the Germans in the heart of starving Paris side by side
with French underground forces yesterday, as Berlin reported that American
troops in the suburbs were attacking German defenders of the capital from the
west, southwest and southeast.
Heavy air support aided strong
Allied tank forces, Berlin said, and it appeared from field dispatches that
Allied possession of the whole capital was a matter of hours.
Most reports agreed that the
Allies controlled a majority of the city and suburban
areas. An American broadcast from
Gen. Eisenhower's Headquarters declared that the liberation of Paris was a
fact.
Allied HQ
Claims Fall
Of Cannes
But Earlier
Announcement
Of Marseilles'
Capture
Is Disputed
Allied Headquarters, announced the
capture of Cannes, on the Riviera, yesterday, but it was anybody's guess who
held Marseilles, in spite of Thursday's flat official communique reporting the
city's seizure.
"Marseilles has not yet
been" taken, in spite of previous statements to the contrary." a CBS
correspondent with the French reported. He said the French held
only a third of the city.
Yesterday's communique said that inside
the city "mopping-up of enemy resistance near the port is in
progress."
Although official silence hid the
whereabouts of a U.S. column reported at the Swiss border Thursday, other
Allied forces pushed west within eight miles of Aries. 26 miles up the Rhone
from the sea. While French troops cleaning up
Toulon met stiff German
resistance around the base's naval arsenal.
French and American warships heavily
shelled Toulon's coastal guns, which were
also targets for
Thunderbolt divebombers.
Fighting
Irishman
Doing a Foine
Job
Of Leading
Maquis
ORLEANS, Aug. 25 (AP)—
A Gallic Robin Hood, leader of
5,000 fighters of the French Maquis who have been giving the Germans hell for
two years, goes by
the name of Patrick O'Neill—and
he doesn't care if the-Germans know it. He and his band operated for six months
before the Allies landed, using deep forest shelters from which they emerged to
raid German units.
It has been a long time since
this wiry, six-foot colonel or his clan kissed the Blarney Stone, but he still
has all the battling skill of his ancestors who forsook Erin for France.
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