Tattoo - World-famous female spies

My daughter, "Marian," is an eleven-year-old girl. She is tall, pretty, has red hair, and lovely eyes. She often asks more questions than I can answer.

Last summer he accompanied me on a twelve-thousand-mile journey across the continent of Europe. I also traveled and preached. Along the way, I preached in schools, universities, and social and cultural organizations. I also broadcast on radio and television. My sermons were about spies, the “gravediggers of democracy.”

My daughter, Mariam, was so anxious to attend all one hundred sermons that I gave that I had to attend them. After every sermon, she always asked the same question. Not only she, but her mother, her brother, and the five million or so listeners who heard me preach from the stage and on the radio asked the same question. It was:

"Have you ever been a spy?"

Whenever the audience asked, I always gave the same answer. “I don't like the word spy. Call me an intelligence officer,” I would often answer vaguely, making it funny.

The audience might laugh at that answer, but Marian wouldn't. "What is intelligence? Who does a spy spy for?" she asked. The girl's question had the word "spy" in it. "The best spy is someone who is truly a researcher. Someone who can analyze and act with intelligence without using logic. A spy is really someone who lives in the jungle," Marian wouldn't understand if I told her.

Long ago, a Russian Communist minister told Stalin that foreigners who had lived in the United States for more than five years could become citizens of the United States. Stalin said, “Then let us send five thousand men and women there. We will send them when we have something to do, and let them sit there until we have something to do.” Now there are such “sits” among our people.

The other “sitters” were German citizens who were sent by Germany to various parts of the world. They sat and waited while working abroad. They were called upon by their fatherland to do their duty. This is how they did it. The informant who informed the German navy about the attack on Scarborough Shoal was a German watchmaker who had come to Britain in 1926. The professor of flashlights and signal language who had come to live in Hawaii when the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor in 1936. Clovis, who was arrested in 1949 for stealing the atomic bomb formula, came to Britain in 1935. In this way, spies were people who had come to live in their respective countries. They were people who had come to live in their respective countries only when the fatherland wanted them to.

In this way, war preparations are carried out during peacetime. Even when peace is said to be achieved before a major war breaks out, with artillery fired and weapons fired, spies are sent to "sit" in the relevant countries, ready to be used in the event of war.

Is it possible to tell my daughter about these things?

I was once a "sitter".

I never imagined I would get so deep into the world of espionage. I was living in Sweden. Sweden is one of the best democracies in the world. At the time, I was a journalist. I wrote books and contributed stories and articles to newspapers in the United States and Europe.

In 1938, I saw the impending war and was deeply moved by the desire to prevent it. I joined an organization that was formed to protect those fleeing Hitler's regime. In doing so, I came into contact with refugees and homeless people fleeing Hitler's Nazis.

I am a volunteer who helps these refugees by providing them with money, housing, and employment. They are grateful for what I do. These poor people are always afraid of the Nazis. Although they have escaped the Nazis, they are afraid that one day the dictator's henchmen will come and kill them.

These refugees were good-natured and their identities were interesting. Among them were also fake refugees. The passports of these fakes were fake. Some of them came with the passports of people who had already been killed by the Nazis. These fakes, like the real refugees, came from Germany or from Austria, Poland, Czechoslovakia, etc., which were occupied by the Nazis. Their purpose was to spy on the refugees and send them information. I was the first to discover their purpose.

One day a man came to me and said that he had escaped from a Russian prison and that his name was Hindsmuller. I checked with my friends in Sweden to see if he was right. I found out that the real Hindsmuller had been killed by the Nazis the previous year and that the man was just a fake Hindsmuller. The reason he had come was to spy.

Shortly after the first meeting, the second