Westbound Pan American Clipper passengers over the Pacific look down on Guam with relief. Its rocky bluffs rise over the water; 30 miles to the south, dim Mount Sasalaguan looms; its peaceful, prosperous villages, policed by the Marine Corps, make it a spectacularly successful example of U. S. colonization. At this time of year the rainy season is ending; travelers take their ease on the long porch of the Pan American Hotel, overlooking the harbor.
At 4 o'clock one morning last week catastrophe struck Guam. Roaring out of the typhoon belt, a big wind sheared overland at...
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