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...Start. On the morning of Nov. 15 the delegates crowded into the grey stone Assembly building on Kuo Fu Road. The Generalissimo and Mme. Chiang entered almost unnoticed by a side door. But among the drably clad provincials were some colorful figures: a Tibetan delegate, in bright-hued robes; the towering Catholic prelate, Archbishop Paul Yu-pin; little, rotund Publisher Hu Lin of China's foremost paper, Ta Rung Pao; brisk Premier T. V. Soong; and chubby Dr. Sun Fo, son of the Republic's founder, Sun Yatsen. The Communists were missing...
...from Peiping flew a bevy of crack Central Government troubleshooters. One of them was affable General Tu Liming, Chungking's military commander for the Northeast. Another was Russian-speaking Chiang Ching-kuo, Chiang Kai-shek's elder son, who has a Russian wife and used to be at odds with his father, but is now one of the National Government's up-&-coming younger men and the Foreign Affairs Commissioner for the Northeast. A third was liberal Chang Kia-ngau, a Shanghai banker and ex-Minister of Communications, who has become one of the Generalissimo...
Chiang Kai-shek was not on hand when Mao deplaned at Chungking. But the welcoming delegation included the Generalissimo's eldest son, brisk, Moscow-trained Chiang Ching-kuo. Someone asked Mao: "What do you think of the plane?" Said he, with noticeable lack of fervor: "Very efficient." Ambassador Hurley would not think of letting the Communist leader ride in the limousine provided by the Generalissimo. He hustled Mao into his own black Cadillac. As they drove off, the high-spirited Oklahoma diplomat, whose Choctaw war whoops are the delight of Asia, yelled to the astonished crowd: "Olive oil! Olive...
...each side of his Cadillac sedan. They crawled through police lines, hung from balconies, yelled from rooftops, held their children high to see the sight. Slowly the Generalissimo, now smiling happily, passed through the wave of jubilation. Hands were thrust in victory salutes as the people shouted: "Chiang . . . Chung kuo . . . wan sui . . . wan wan sui!-Chiang . . . China . . . live ten thousand years . . . live ten thousand ten thousand years...
Every U.S. soldier was mobbed by Chinese, by more hands than any G.I. could shake, more gifts of.cigarets than he could smoke, by boundless gratitude in cries of "To hsieh, to hsieh-Thank you, thank you very much!" and "Mei-kuo ting hao -America is swell!" One celebrant was asked: "Where will you be in a month?" He answered for China: "Not Chungking, not much. Nanking! Nanking! Nanking...