It was like an orange going down an ostrich's neck. Fortnight ago it was up at Wheeling, Portsmouth, Cincinnati. Last week it moved slowly down through Louisville and Evansville to Cairo. But the Ohio River, unlike an ostrich's neck, remained swollen after the orange had passed, for floods recede slowly.
On the national map it was only a little puddle, but to Army planes flying succor, it looked like a shoreless yellow sea studded here and there with tree tops and half submerged buildings. To people crouching on house roofs, it was an...
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