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...lush cinema magazines of the U. S. and Europe, comment in Chinese prints upon cinema stars is earthy, realistic. One could read in Shanghai last week that Butterfly Wu had been chaffed by her public with such good-humored cries as "You're getting too fat! Marshal Chang wouldn't have you now!" Replying with spirit. Miss Wu chaffed back: "I'm not too fat. Have a look! I'll go on making pictures for at least two more years." In China such a job as Butterfly Wu's is not soft...
...last week arrived tidings almost as romantic. Years ago a cheap Chinese photographer had a certain young Chinese woman as handy girl around his studio. Buyers of obscene postcards were attracted by her looks. She was passed up to Mr. Henry Pu Yi and on to the Young Marshal Chang Hsueh-liang who then ruled Manchuria. Meanwhile she was fast becoming famed Miss Butterfly Wu of China's Hollywood. One night, after the Young Marshal had given orders that he was not to be disturbed in Miss Wu's theatre, his frantic Chinese officers discovered that Japanese troops...
...round cards divided into eight suits. In the first four suits the values run from one to ten, with one the lowest. In the last four suits they run the opposite way with ten the lowest. A few of the more picturesque names of the suits are Ghulam, Slave; Chang, Harp; and Burart, Royal Diploma. The name of the pack is Gunja-Kha, which means "Relieving Scalp." They were invented to keep the hands of the king busy so that he would not scratch his head, or, as another version of the tale has it, so that he would...
...this presupposes that Chang was proceeding on the theory of the early days of work relief--the theory that it would be ennobling to employ men to dig holes and then fill them in again. We described this presumption at once. Elephants are intelligent...
...idea that this W. P. A. job was another of those numerous New York City boondoggling projects--and Chang wanted to show his intelligent disapproval of it. His spirit is to be admired but his error of judgment to be lamented. He has nothing to show for his zeal but a trunk and torso sadly plastered with red paint. Which reminds us that a critic these days is very likely to get smeared...