Lord Tennyson, looking for his imaginary land of the "mild-eyed, melancholy Lotos-eaters," might as easily have slung his hammock among the easygoing, soft-spoken people of Cambodia, smallest of French IndoChina's three Associated States (Viet Nam, Cambodia and Laos), a kingdom watered by great slow rivers and sheltered by towering mountains.
Last week Cambodia's lingering peace was being disturbed by the trailblazers of Communism, filtering across its eastern marchlands from Red-infested Viet Nam, raiding its villages, waylaying its merchants and preaching revolt in the Royal Khmer (i.e., Cambodian) army. The Reds posed...
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