All along the 45 miles of coast running from torrid Algiers west to Chenoua Beach, bungalows and cabanas were crowded with sun worshipers, Moslem and European alike. On the coastal roads autos moved bumper to bumper with only an occasional armored car to serve as a reminder that this was Algeria and not the French Riviera. Then a wisp of smoke rising on the mountain behind Chenoua Beach raised a forest fire alarm. After beach police rushed off to the fire, F.L.N. terrorists went to work.
One of them, wearing the uniform of the loyal French-officered...
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