A WEEK OF AGONY: A CONSUL IS MURDERED
"In that day it shall be said to Jerusalem, Fear thou
not: and to Zion, Let not thine hands be slack. . . .
for I will make you a name and a praise among all
the people of the earth, when I turn back your cap-
tivity. . . ."
SUDDENLY the war claimed as victim the highest American official in Jerusalem!
Early Saturday afternoon, May 22, our popular Consul- General, Thomas C. Wassen, who was also a member of the UN Truce Commission, was striding across a clearing midway between our Consulate and the YMCA when he was shot in cold blood at a spot that I had crossed and recrossed many times. The consul's bullet-proof vest did him no good, for the missile, fired from close range by an expert marksman, passed through an unguarded spot--the armpit. He was taken to the Hadassah clinic where I had seen the eleven-year old boy; and there he died the next day. Almost at the same time came word of another murder, said to have been committed by mysterious snipers at night--that of an American sailor, Herbert C. Walker, also attached to our Consulate. Both murders were never cleared up, and suspicion wavered between mem-