The crump of Russian bombs in Helsinki splintered the frozen stillness of the Finnish winter. Over Finland's radio came the numbing news that Cordell Hull had warned the Finns to quit the war at once. It was Hull's third try, but the first to reach the ears of most Finns. In the white forests and around the windswept shores of Finland's myriad icebound lakes, Finns blinked and wondered.
What of the old story that a prolonged war would become a victorious war? What of the assurances that all the world understood how Finland was fighting a private war, only accidentally...
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