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...Communist Thomas P. Chan, replied by flaying the Nationalist for disrupting a Communist Chinatown meeting with well-aimed, overripe bananas and large juicy watermelons. Aggravation was not due merely to criticism of the raid, of which the Nationalist was most proud. But the Journal editorial referred to Li Chi Ming, wife of Nationalist Editor Chen Po, as a "dew wife...
STIMMING did not sail on the Bremen. He put President Philip Heineken of the North German Lloyd aboard and saw that the old gentleman was comfortable. Reporters were told that "pressing business detained" the General Director in Germany. But intimates of STIM-MING know that he never crosses the Atlantic on his own ships, always on those of competing lines, studying them, working hard, thinking harder...
Last week, with the well-equipped Kwangsi armies only 25 miles away, the wily aristocratic Governor of Kwantung, General Chen Ming-chu, sent out a messenger to the Kwangsi rebels. Would the honorable enemy cease its advance on defenseless Canton in return for a sub stantial cash award? The practical-minded Kwangsi generals thought they would, but considering their favorable tactical position, the ransom must be a heavy...
Wily Chen Ming-chu said nothing, he had gained three valuable days. Suddenly the ransom shipments ceased. Canton's army, completely mobilized, equipped with hand grenades, field artillery, machine guns and submachine guns, took the field, led by a squadron of 20 roaring battle planes. Kwantung gunboats shelled the rebels from the river. Kwantung airplanes shelled the rebels. For days the line of battle wavered to and fro- ding, dong-Kwangsi. Kwantung. The Kwantung airplanes and gunboats finally settled the scale. The attacking Kwangsis retreated with heavy losses, leaving 1,500 captives...
...words crept into the strikers' back country vocabulary. Professional agitators taught them the word "sweatshop" which seemed particularly applicable to Southern mills, with their hungry hum ming machinery, high humidity,* closed windows, lint-laden air. Said one striker: "I ain't afeared of Hell. I've spent 20 summers in the mills...