A book is occasionally misunderstood or misappraised as something it never had any intention of being. This one is not intended to be a statistical immigration treatise, and still less a controversial polemic. Nor has it any pre tension towards being a technical work on sociology, politics, or economics. It pretends to show in common, closeup, personal, human terms what kind of people Americans of foreign-language origin are today, what they contribute to the American scene, how they live in the land of their adoption, how they are viewed and treated there. William Seabrook writes about a numerically enormous element in the population of the United States - certainly thirty million and maybe forty million people, including babies, grandfathers, and grownups now renamed Jones and Kelly. In a non-statistical, human-interest picture such as this intends to be the actual number of foreign-born immigrant American citizens, already close to fifteen million, is a mere nucleus for the vast,...