Mr. Grew was the first off the boat. Dressed in a grey flannel suit, he stepped gingerly down the gangplank, looked about him at the cluttered, smoky, indubitably American landscape of Jersey City. Then he clambered into a black Buick sedan, which took him across the dock where the reporters and newsreel men were waiting. As he grinned, deep lines showed in his face. But he was happy. Nervously fingering his glasses, he stepped up to the newsreel microphone.
Said Joseph Clark Grew, U.S. Ambassador to Tokyo since 1932, home after seven months'...
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