One evening Gen. Viest informed his German adviser that they would have to inspect the garrisons along the Slovak-Hungarian border. The next day the German general was surprised to find a lot of trunks and suitcases packed in Gen. Viest's car. In answer to the adviser's enquiry the other replied simply, "Naturaly I take my civilian clothes with me," and continued with a twinkle in his eye, "You know, that al! along the border we will have to stop at weekend places (Gypsy music and Czardas dancers) and we won't have so much fun if we sit round in generas uniforms."
That answer delayed their departure because the German officer hurried home to pack his civilian clothes in expectation of a lot of fun during the inspection tour. The first night they stopped at an inn, It was a great night—Slovak wine mixed with Slovak plum brandy Gypsies and violins and it lasted long.
The text morning the German General woke up with a very bad head. His temper did not improve at all when he read a letter given to him by his orderly, "My dear genera), I really regret that I cannot continue the inspection of the border garrisons as my President and the Czechoslovak army in London have called me because they need me. But I promise that I will complete this inspection after Czechoslovakia is free again. Sincerely V. Viest, General."
Gen. Viest reached London safely.
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