In the gleaming marble offices of the Governor General in Algiers, a French official fended off newsmen: "But there is no war in Algeria." At first sight, the evidence supported him. In Algiers' sidewalk cafes, French colons sipped their Pernods, while in the gutters, Arab urchins drowsily peddled postcards. But as night fell over the casbah, shots rang out in Algiers and in every other big city in the country. In eleven months, Algerian terrorists killed 457 Frenchmen and 505 pro-French Arabs, wounded close to 1,000.
Dwarfing the Mau Mau. The killers call...
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