Herbert Hoover trudged wearily through Warsaw's ruins, soup kitchens, orphans' homes. In Hoover Square, Poland's grateful tribute to him after World War I, he saw how his statue had been destroyed by German grenades. But the heavy-jowled old man, who had brought succor to Europe a quarter-century ago, was still building something more substantial than a marble monument. Restlessly, unsparing of his age, he scourged the world's conscience.
He and his commission investigating European food conditions had come up from hungry Italy. But not even Italy's plight was as dire as that of...
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