Word: wu
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...China. No sooner did the terms leak out than Chinese war lords were snapping at each other like angry clogs. At Hsuanhuafu, on the Peiping-Kalgan Railway, General Feng Chan-hai (of the "Big Sword" volunteers), leading his Japan-battered troops down to Peiping, met General Fang Chen-wu and his private army going up to Kalgan. The two forces clashed. General Fang hoping to seize control of North China. Meantime the able Cantonese 19th Route Army was still making its way slowly north with the rumors gaining daily strength that its real object was to fight not Japan...
...first 100 years. He lived on herbs and plenty of rice wine. When asked for his secret of long life. Li Ching-yun gave it readily: "Keep a quiet heart, sit like a tortoise, walk sprightly like a pigeon and sleep like a dog." The "Scholar War Lord" Wu Pei-fu. not satisfied with this formula, took Li into his home and was lectured on "how to get the most out of each century" by maintaining "inward calm." Some said he had buried 23 wives, was living with his 24th. a woman of 60, had descendants of eleven generations...
Boycott. In Shanghai, Japanese Consul General Kuramatsu Murai made a few provocatively dangerous threats of his own in a formal protest to Chinese Mayor Wu Teh-chen against the resurgence of anti-Japanese boycott societies such as the Purified Heart & Hot Blood Corps for the Extermination of Traitors...
...unless he could find someone to take young Marshal Chang's place at Peiping to hold the north for him. For days he bargained frantically with three possible candidates: Ho Ying-chin. Minister of War in the Wang Cabinet; Han Fu-chu, War Lord of Shantung; old Marshal Wu Pei-fu, the Scholar War Lord. The three candidates remained coy, having discovered two highly objectionable tin cans attached to this offer: 1) the new lord of Peiping can expect no subsidy from the Nationalist government; 2) he will be expected to take the blame for the apathetic Manchurian...
Four years ago Marshal Wu went into the bleak, howling wilderness of Tibet (TIME, April, 16, 1928). There in a monastery perched on a mountain crag he composed a tome of Buddhist poems, painting each character daintily with his artful brush. This scholarly job done and his Fatherland being still stricken by famine, pestilence and war, sedate Scholar Wu buckled on again the sword of a Marshal, returned from lonely Tibet to overcrowded China and today looms potently upon the scene. Equally to President Chiang Kai-shek of China and to Marshal Wu was addressed last week a most amazing...