Captain James Roosevelt, observer extraordinary, showed up in Cairo last week, looking a little peaked and touched with the popular complaint known as Gyppie (for Egyptian) Tummya light form of dysentery. Part of his peakedness came from the fact that he had just been on a remarkable desert march and had his baptism of fire.
He had gone along to have a look at the Iraq situation. The British had decided to get the pro-Axis revolt there in hand while the invasion of Crete gave them a breather on Middle Eastern mainlands. A...
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