Honk's Cleanup

Into Paris last fortnight and smack into the worst tangle in World War II reporting strode squarejawed, battle-seasoned Brigadier General Frank Ulbert ("Honk")

Allen, 48, new SHAEF public-relations director nicknamed for his 105-mm. larynx and famed for his bravery under fire. Almost immediately, the 500-odd grumbling Allied newsmen, based in the disheveled Hotel Scribe, saw things change for the better. By last week the milling throng was gone from the Scribe lobby ; censors, P.R.O.s, wireless men were settled and working in designated rooms; correspondents were eating regularly. Most heartening change of all, Press Wireless stepped up its power, and copy dispatched from Paris reached a total of over 1,000,000 words a day.

General Allen, a professional soldier who prefers combat to conferences, modestly honked that chief credit for this improvement should go to rayon-smooth naval Captain Harry Butcher, ex-CBS radio executive, aide and close companion of General Eisenhower. For himself, Honk Allen claimed only to have used a field soldier's methods to help clean up a mess.

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