C. Yates McDaniel is only 35, but his hair is almost white. It should be. As a Far Eastern correspondent for A.P., he retreated up the Yangtze with the Chinese Army, had enough narrow escapes to earn many a thread of silver. His experiences of the past fortnight entitle him to a snow-white thatch for the rest of his life. For Yates McDaniel watched the collapse of Singapore at close hand, filed a dispatch that might well have been the last farewell of a crack reporter:
"The roar and crash of cannonade and the bursting...
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