WHERE THE SPIES ARE . . . HAVE BEEN, OR MIGHT BE

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Declassified in Part - Sanitized Copy Approved for Release 2012/09/21 : CIA-RDP90-00965R000301940004-4 ARTICLE AP NEW YORK TIMES ON PAGE 14 November 1985 Where the Spies Are. Have Been, or Might By CLYDE H. FARNSWORTH Special to The New York Times WASHINGTON, Nov. 13 ? In this city whose streets are clogged with tourist buses nosing out monuments and memorabilia, there are no public excursions for the cognoscenti of the cloak and dagger. Which is not to say one cannot put one together on one's own. For all its rowdy debates about bal- ancing budgets, simplifying taxes and arming outer space, Washington also serves, more discreetly, as an es- pionage capital, perhaps the espio- nage capital of the world. Yet some of this discreet activity is not all that easy to hide. According to some estimates, the dozen intelli- gence agencies of this Government alone employ about 200,000 people, most of them technical staff people in Washington. There is no telling how many employees of other countries are engaged in spying on the United States, or on one another. Some of it is there to be seen just for the looking. Games All Over Town The Central Intelligence Agency, sources say, plays spy-training games all over the capital all the time. Trainees practice identifying people in crowds and following them surreptitiously. The target could be a man crossing Connecticut Avenue at K Street carrying a rolled-up copy of The Financial Times, or a woman in a blue bonnet at Dupont Circle with a visible pack of Salems. Moreover, glimpses of the clandes- tine world occasionally come into wide-open view, as when the reputed K.G.B. defector, Vitaly S. Yurchen- ko, no doubt bringing glee to his spy- masters in Moscow, announced just days ago that he had changed his mind and wanted to go home. Mr. Yurchenko slipped away from his C.I.A. "handler" at an all-night continental Georgetown restaurant, Au Pied de Cochon, and made his way a half-mile up Wisconsin Avenue to the new Soviet Embassy compound and thence into the nightly news. The compound, not incidentally, sits atop a high Washington hill. And sprouting from the compound is an espionage sign of the times: a whole farm of antennas to eavesdrop on Washington area communications and to send and receive coded tries- sages. Any tour of Washington spy spots should not overlook the suburbs, which also figure in the hugger- mugger of capital espionage. There are spies out there, and spy hangouts and spy rendezvous points. John A. Walker Jr., who the Gov- ernment says ran a network supply- ing Moscow with detailed information about military communications sys- tems, was apprehended last May after reportedly dropping a large brown grocery bag filled with secret Navy documents at the base of a white utility pole on a country road in Poolesville, Md., about 25 miles from the capital. The C.I.A.'s 20-year-old headquar- ters, which was designed as a college campus, borders the Potomac River on a sylvan site at Langley, Va. It is surrounded by high fences and armed guards. But anyone hopping , on the right Metro bus can get inside, because several lines include that stop. Just don't try to get off the bus if you don't have an identification card (Jr an appointment. Charley's Place A few miles from Langley, in McLean, another Washington bed- room community, there are some res- taurants and bars popular with Lang- ley operatives, past and present. One is called Charley's Place, though, appropriately enough, it had a different name until recently: the Joshua Tree. No one will say who Charley is or what long-buried case the tree might have symbolized. "What's our secret?" the restau- rant asks on one of its table menus. Then it answers: "Charley's Place al- ways starts with the very finest in- gredients, including a daily variety of fresh fish." As for Washington spies and Wash- ington spying from the past, there is, for starters, Harvey's, a downtown Washington restaurant at 1001 18th Street. Back in 1950-51 Harvey's was where Harold (Kim) Philby, then the top British secret service (MI6) officer in Washington, had lunch weekly with James Angleton, then the head of counterintelligence for the C.I.A. Mr. Philby was later identified as the "third man" who tipped off the British Foreign Office "moles," Guy Burgess and Donald Maclean, that the net of evidence against them was tightening. They fled to the Soviet Union to escape arrest, and later Mr. Philby himself fled. In his memoirs, "My Silent War," Mr. Philby described Mr. Angleton as "one of the thinnest men I have ever met and one of the biggest eaters." "Lucky Jim!," Mr. Philby wrote. "After a year of keeping up with An- gleton, I took the advice of an elderly lady friend and went on a diet." STAT John Scali, an ABC News commen- tator, made use of several Washing- ton restaurants and the coffee shop in the basement of what was then the Statler Hotel (now the Capital Hilton) in the backstage diplomacy with a Soviet Embassy counselor, Alek- sandr Fomin, that is credited with ending the Cuban missile crisis in 1962. Mr. Fomin, who had been a diplo- matic source for Mr. Scali, was actu- ally the senior K.G.B. officer in Washington. Mr. Scali recalled recently that on Friday, Oct. 26, 1962, he got an urgent call from Mr. Fomin to meet for.- lunch that day at the old Occidental- Restaurant on Pennsylvania Avenue next to the Willard Hotel. Over escar- gots he proposed to Mr. Scali what be- came the terms for settlement of the crisis: that Moscow would remove the missiles under United Nations in- spection if President Kennedy prom- ised not to invade Cuba. They then met again at the Statler coffee shop, where Mr. Scali brought back the answer from Secretary of State Dean Rusk that the United States was indeed much interested in this formula. "It was about 7 P.M. in the deserted coffee shop," Mr. Scali recalled. "We were both drinking black coffee. Fomin assured me that Rusk's an- swer, which I had relayed verbally, would be transmitted immediately to the highest levels of the Soviet Gov- ernment." On the following Sunday evening, after a potentially explosive East- West confrontation had been avoided, Mr. Scali recalled that he and Mr. Fomin "celebrated" with a good Chi- nese dinner at still another restau- rant, the Yenching Palace at 3524 Connecticut Avenue, just up from the National Zoo. At Les Trois Mousquetaires In the late 1940's, at 820 Connect- icut, across from the park at Farra- gut Square, was another restaurant that figured in a rare confrontation between American and Soviet secret types: Les Trois Mousquetaires, long since torn down to make way for a new office building. Walter L. Pforzheimer, the retired general counsel of the C.I.A. who is its unofficial historian, recounted the little-known incident the other day in an interview in his Watergate apart- ment, where he maintaintan unusual library of 10,000 books, all about spies: Two Russian fliers, Pyotr Pirogov and Anatoly Barsov, had defected in 1948. Like the K.G.B.'s Mr. Yurchen- ko, Mr. Barsov decided sometime Continual Declassified in Part - Sanitized Copy Approved for Release 2012/09/21 : CIA-RDP90-00965R000301940004-4 Declassified in Part - Sanitized Copy Approved for Release 2012/09/21 : CIA-RDP90-00965R000301940004-4 col later that he wanted to return home. He was told by Soviet officials that he would suffer no punishment if he could bring Mr. Pirogov back with him. Otherwise, he would get seven years. Mr. Barsov, who had been working ? closely with United States intelli- gence, had no desire to return, but did agree to a lunch with Mr. Pirogov. , Well before the two defectors arrived, 7 every seat in Les Trois Mousque- taires had been taken by not-so-secret - huskies of the United States and, Soviet Union, all assigned to protect- their charges. Mr. Pforzheimer said that at one . point, Mr. Barsov, who was having , trouble making his case to return, moved to strike his luncheon partner. , 'Everyone Started Pushing' "It was a bedlam," Mr. Pforz- heimer said with some amusement. "Everyone in the restaurant sud- ? denly rose and started pushing and*, shoving to get to the man he was trying to protect." No one was seriously hurt, how- ever, and the embarrassing matter, was quickly hushed up by both sides, he said. ?, Another required listing in a guide to Washington's spy spots would be, the Bellevue Hotel, at 15 E Street Northwest, a block or so from Union , Station. nere, in February 1941, in room 522, another defector, Walter G. Krivitsky, who had been a top Soviet operative in Western Europe, was found dead. His demise was officially adjudged a suicide, but American in- telligece officials were convinced he had been slain under direct orders from Stalin after having spilled so many secrets to the United States. Not all clandestine activity in Washington relates to East-West ri- valry. Sheridan Circle, which is where ? Massachusetts Avenue starts its gen- tle climb through Embassy Row, is ? where a car bomb went off in Septem- ber 1976 killing Orlando Letelier, the former Foreign Minister from Chile, and his assistant. Nearly everyone associated with Mr. Letelier in his political exile attributed the bombing to the Chilean military leadership. A few hundred yards up Massachu- setts Avenue on the left is the Japa- nese Embassy, where secret docu- ments were frantically burned on Sunday evening, Dec. 7, 1941. ? George Tames, a longtime photog- rapher for The New York Times who , was then working for Time magazine,.. shot the event from a neighboring building. "It took place in the back- yard," he recalled recently. "Men in dark suits were rushing out with arm loads of papers, dumping them into smoking garbage cans." \ .,,, , c, ) II 'It gt ...? 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