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English journalism in China still keeps much of the gusto it has lost at home. For example, Mr. Woodhead, when he was editing the Peking & Tientsin Times, came forth with this amazing advertisement...
...manuscript to Tokyo's Hokuseido Press which specializes in English editions of Lafcadio Hearn. Last week packing cases from Japan were opened in New York by G. E. Stechert & Co., Agents, and soon Manhattan literary circles buzzed excitedly over Adventures in Far Eastern Journalism by Henry George Wandesforde Woodhead, the British editor & publisher of Shanghai's monthly Oriental Affairs...
Only troubles with this advertisement were that no arms were being exhibited for sale at the Old Manchu Arsenal, and that there were no such persons as Romulus & Remus, Auctioneers. Editor Woodhead was merely trying in his own resourceful way to stir up as much Chinese rumpus as possible and prevent some Italians from disposing secretly of a much smaller quantity of smuggled arms. Straightforward editorials in his best British vein had failed to get results. Therefore Editor Woodhead touched off his fake advertisement with volcanic results, as droves of Chinese police rushed about looking...
Pirates with Champagne. Another time Editor Woodhead had the myrmidons of Chinese justice hunting for that dangerous conspirator "Hans Andersen whose volume of Fairy Tales for the children may be purchased at a low price at the Tientsin Press." Although Chinese pride themselves on their own sense of humor, it never occurred to them that a scholarly British editor, who got out in English each year the fat, solemn, statistics-crammed China Year Book, could possibly have a sense of humor, fantasy and practical joking...
...knew at once what every transport pilot dreads: his retractable landing-gear was jammed. Back he headed for St. Paul, hoping the plane's vibration would shake the wheels down. They refused to budge. For nearly two hours he circled helplessly over St. Paul while Co-Pilot John Woodhead reassured passengers with tales of previous Freeburg exploits. Finally he dumped his fuel, prepared to land without wheels...