Walking stiffly and erect as became an old soldier of many medals and a onetime Prime Minister of the Imperial Son of Heaven, grizzled, rheumatic Baron Giichi Tanaka, 66, last week entered his Tokyo house late one night after a state banquet. To the house boy who helped him off with his shoes the courtly Tanaka bade goodnight with disarming cheerfulness, eased his rheumatic limbs into bed, fell immediately and heavily to sleep. Waking suddenly in the night, he summoned the house boy who roused the Baron's family. To them the Baron quietly announced...
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