The rugged, aging General of the Army, on whose shoulders the hopes of East Asia rested, bore the burden confidently. As he stepped from the transport plane at Shanghai, Special Envoy George Catlett Marshall smiled a greeting. Smiling back were high U.S. officers of the China theater, an honor guard of the crack U.S.-trained Chinese Sixth Army; and a flag-draped, throng-lined, warmly cheering city.
Next day at Nanking, as the special envoy deplaned, a solitary figure, beaming broadly and hand outstretched, strode out on the concrete runway. Said Generalissimo Chiang Kaishek: "I am...
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