THE PHILIPPINES: Selling Job

After a breakfast stopover at Tacoma's McChord Field, the travelers climbed back into their four-motored C-54. Twinkly, brown-skinned Manuel Roxas, President-elect of the Philippines, paused to raise an arm in farewell for the cameramen.

"I hope this doesn't look like a fascist salute," he said, then ducked into the cabin.

At Washington's Boiling Field, late that night, Manuel Roxas wearily ended a 45-hour trip, ducked interviewers, planted a kiss on the cheek of his Vassar-student daughter, Maria Rosario, and scooted off to bed. Next day, he began to scurry about the capital with...

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